Mother’s Day, (or A Poem only a Man Could Write)

Spent the afternoon reading Shel Silverstein.
I know it needs a re-write, but today is the day... !


Mother’s Day, (or A Poem only a Man Could Write)

Some think that Mother’s day is for
Their sweet ol’ Mum to take a rest
But actually it is really meant
To put you children to the test

Can you make breakfast early?
Can you wash all these clothes?
Can you wrap Mama’s present
In bright paper and bows?

Can you reserve a table
For a family of six
And then when it’s time
For the bill, pay the checks?

Mom’s don’t rest on their day
They just think of the toil,
And all of the things that
You’ll probably spoil

It's not if you’re able
To succeed or to fail
It’s more sort of Mom’s way
Of on the job training

You see, Mothers’ don’t rest
When it’s their special day
They’re attentively watching
As you take the Mom test

For all Mothers’ know
That time will have it’s way
And that they will all be
A Grandmother someday

And when you test your kids,
Then you’ll love Mother best.