Whew! Finding time for writing is getting difficult. The first few days of the challenge, I had some material to draw from, but now…
Today in class my students and I were writing hyperbole poems. This was a challenge for many (including myself!). I harnessed my inner Seuss to pen this fount of silliness and exaggeration!
Being a Mother
Motherhood is a never-ending job.
You spend 24 hours cleaning up after slobs.
Oh and the laundry is piled higher than Mt. Everest.
At night you are lucky to get 4 hours of rest!
And what about the dirty dishes that seem to multiply?
You swear you washed then, but, there they are! Why?
“Mom, Mom, MOM!” is the word they seem to continuously shout.
Sometimes uttered beseechingly, sometimes as a pout.
But in the end, being a mother,
Is the job I choose. I don’t want (almost) any other!