I Followed My Daughter On This One

Oh my goodness. I haven't written here in over a month. I've been busy healing my leg and getting back into my work responsibilities and mom privileges (e.g. slave labor...). I also started taking a photo a day (it lasted two weeks, but I'm picking it up again tomorrow), and the forced creativity actually birthed some great photos. Maybe I'll add a slideshow to this blog soon.

Anyway, tonight's blog entry is thanks to my daughter. She wrote a quirky poem using the prompts found here. She won't let me share her poem here, but below is my own poem, based on those same prompts. Quite an enjoyable little piece of creativity for the night. Go ahead and follow the prompts yourself, and post your own poem in the comments!

The Mom

I am fierce (I think)

I wonder about teenage brains

I hear backtalk

I see your messy room

I want some chocolate

I am The Mom

I pretend that the cat advises me and

I feel vaguely amused

I touch your hair when you're sleeping

I worry sometimes that you'd be

  satisfied with living in my basement

I cry when no one's looking

I am The Mom 

I understand that you try hard in school...sometimes
I say things out of frustration...sometimes
I dream about redecorating my life
I try to love you the way you need it
I hope that your mistakes are always redeemed
I am The Mom

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P.S. In fairness to my kids:
1, My room is also messy.
2. I'm really not concerned about the basement thing.