the children
Fiction writing,  Parenting,  Poetry

The children again – Poetry challenge

 

I sit here working to a deadline,
Distracted by the children they are this weekend’s headline.
I love and do adore them they mean the world to me,
They make mummy and daddy as happy as can be.

Through all our arguments and all the family stress,
It is mummy and daddy that the children do love best.
A loud boom is heard from the bedroom upstairs,
Then the sounds of crying the children had been sharing dares.

Throwing them in the garden, I thought this would sort the problem.
Mummy was daft as this just created another conundrum.
As outside the children had found shallow water,
Dirt had been added to make mummy’s temper fraughter.

Now I need to run them a bath,
My two angels are having a laugh.
Mummy is now exhausted and tired,
Wanting a mug of chocolate, mummy’s temper has expired.

 

This was a challenge from Sonia at Losing the plot – Poetry Challenge

Using these following words –

deadline
boom
children
shallow
dirt

 

For more see, She often hopes and wishes

4 Comments

  • Just muddling through life

    Hi Sarah, yes very true! Last night I discovered some of my jewellery in my 5 year olds bedroom.. now need to work out where I’m going to hide it. She had been climbing in our bedroom to get it as its kept on a high shelf. They try our patience and keep testing us but we still love them.

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