Life of a Mom

Life of a Mom 

by: Calli Knudsen 2/26/13

A screaming baby,

I'll vacuum maybe, 

Or perhaps go brush my hair.

The songs that I sing,

Don't mean a thing,

So instead I'll decide what to wear.

Half past noon,

He'll be home soon!

What will we have for lunch?

Eating leftovers again

This often's a sin,

But I guess they will do in a crunch.

The clothes piled high, 

I think with a sign,

"Oh how will I ever catch up?"

I wipe up their spills,

My life's full of thrills,

Now where is that sippy cup?

A poem undone.

And a falling out bun,

Yes this is the life of a mom.