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A Mother's Plea

Updated on December 11, 2011

Three joys in my life
Three mouths to feed
Three smiling faces
Three arguments to intercede

I do my best
to give them what they demand
It's all I can do to keep them pacified
But they still do not understand.

They have what they need
And yet it is never enough
I make things easy for them
And they still claim I am to tough

"I'm Bored" is the daily saying
Even thoough there is a wealth of toys
T.V.'s, movies, games, and music to play
None of which they seem to enjoy

"I hate you" are the words of choice
When they can't have their way
I'm worn and depressed
from hearing it everyday

They used to laugh
And fighting was rare
Adolesence hit
And I am pulling out my hair

I beg and plead with them
and have to yell to get through
Make a deal hoping
they will behave a minute or two

They dislike what I cook
I play short order chef
Why can't my hands fall off?
Or why am I not deaf?

Does this ever get easier?
Will they ever get along?
Do they not see
their behavior is wrong?

They nag each other constantly
And have an excuse for everything
It is all my fault
To them this all seems amusing

Snide and hateful remarks
Hitting, tantrums, and screaming at me
I beg God for one peaceful day
Just one simple day to be happy
This is my Mother's Plea

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  • Vinaya Ghimire profile image

    Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal

    Your poem reminds me my mother. I'm going to call her

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    April Reynolds 5 years ago from Arizona

    I loved this poem Mandy! How true, how true. I told mine that every time I hear they are bored, I add another chore. I was rewarded with screaming fits about how it's not fair! What's not fair? I was helping, I gave them something to do, they don't have to be bored anymore. They should feel loved and be glad I care...

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    Yaduvanshi 5 years ago from Bharat Vrse

    I prayed God for one simple peaceful and happy day in your life

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    rjsadowski 5 years ago

    Great poem. It would be funny if it weren't all too true. Trust me. Sometimes it is also a father's plea.

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    LaDena Campbell 5 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

    Eventually the kids grow up and they learn to get along. Then we miss them because they grow up and move away! It's never perfect, but I wouldn't change it for anything!

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    hush4444 5 years ago from Hawaii

    It does get better. My eldest is seventeen and is actually like a real human now, responsible and mostly respectful. I hope you get your peaceful day, or two. You are definitely not alone.