
Wake up in the morning,
Make breakfast and lunch,
Wake up my son,
Drink coffee with a hunch,
Get him off to the bus,
Take the dog for a walk,
Start cleaning the house,
The phone rings, and I talk,
Drive my son back from school,
Give him some food,
I forgot to eat,
Now I’m in a mood,
Clean up again,
Give us dinner,
Tuck him in at night,
Kiss him on the head,
And say,
“Good night, sleep well,
Tomorrow’s another big day.”
Wow!! Wish I had a son who writes poetry! Thanks, Yash! Your Mom must be pretty special!
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Lovely Yash!
Looking to see you collection published one day.
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Thank you!
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