A poem I wrote...wanna hear it? Here it go...

My Best

There's me who needs waking 'midst the clanging and noise

There's thanks to be given for my dear little boys.

There's sheets that need changing and the wash, it needs dried

And a child's toy needs fixing (though I already tried!)

There's baths to be given and clothes picked to wear

A quick, fleeting moment to fuss with my hair.

There's a mother to call, and a friend to console

A floor to be mopped and oatmeal to dole.

There's errands to run and books to be read

A moment to ponder the thoughts in my head.

The windows need cleaning and so do the doors

And so does the dog, who's down on all fours.

There's neighbors to talk with, and gardens to tend

There's trash to take out and friendships to mend.

There's stamps to be purchased and packages sent

A moment to wonder where my sanity went.

There's stealing a moment, there's tears to be shed

Forget the short nap, I'll sleep when I'm dead.

There's poop to be scooped, there's email to read

There's making the time to do a kind deed.

There's carpet to vacuum and corners to sweep

There's playing air hockey and secrets to keep.

The chicken needs baked, the veggies sauteed

The rice still needs boiling, 'cause there's soup to be made.

There's notes to be written and phone calls returned

But I talked much too long, now the rice is all burned!

There's prayers to be said, and a Bible to read

There's hugs to be given and husband to feed

There's lessons to live and lessons to learn

There's bridges to build, and some left to burn.

There's a scarf needs crocheting and the budget needs done

And thanks to be given to God for His Son.

There's junk food needs tossing, but the chocolate--my my!

But hubby don't need it, and neither do I!

There's love to be made and tears to be dried

There's dealing needs done with my own sinful pride.

There's movies to watch and candles to light

There are books to be written and temptations to fight.

There's yoga needs posing, there's journals need writ

To grace with the pages my candor and wit.

There's so much needs doing to hold a home together

If I list it all here, I could go on forever

There's a day that needs ending, there's the night that brings rest

There's the peace left in knowing I have given my best.

I wrote this last year and meant to post it, but forgot...enjoy.

-MBM