Writer Author Donna J. Shepherd
- Fiction No
Don’t beat on that door. There’s no need to shout.
I hear loud and clear. I’m not coming out.
If I hear, ‘Mommy, why?” I may lose my mind.
Let me have silence. I’ve got to unwind!
No noses to wipe.
No picking up toys.
No bottoms to clean.
No deafening noise.
I’m not fixing snacks. Broke up my last fight.
Go fend for yourselves. I’m gone for the night.
Crying and whining will not work today.
I’m staying cocooned in my hideaway.
Go get your Dad.
It’s his turn, I say
To soothe bumps and scrapes,
Shoo bad dreams away.
When I close my eyes I dream of a place –
Candles and music, chocolate and lace.
With my eyes open, I can’t help but see
Stains and the mess of my reality.
Is that a dark ring around the bathtub?
I long for a place I don’t have to scrub.
Ten minutes to pray is all that I ask
I’ll be “Mom” again – my favorite task!
© Donna J. Shepherd 2003 © Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
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