when I awakened and first opened my eye.
Why get up and get moving when it’s dark outside?
Is it a matter of need or a matter of pride?
It could be a time for me to do what I please,
so I stumbled to my computer with no one to appease.
No sooner had I reached the table I knew,
there were chores about that I knew I must do.
So I set about my daily task,
setting the house to right, if you needed to ask.
The creatures began stirring, whining and moaning,
“Get up for school!” I heard them all groaning.
When they monkeyed, and shouted and resorted to pushing,
I tried to stop them with all my best shushing.
But when that didn’t work, this tame mom snapped--
becoming a monster herself, on this day so apt.
The hands went a-waving and the words flew about,
I had lost my temper, that without a doubt.
The boys bowed their heads, ashamed as they were,
becoming little kittens, without the cute purr.
They dressed, and brushed, and readied their shoes,
while mom sulked and pouted, feeling her blues.
It doesn’t take much to get scary All Hallow’s Eve,
the crazy is in the making, so easy to weave.
So next time the frustration’s ready to burst,
Just be sure mom’s had her morning coffee first.”