The Hardest Part About Being Mom
No.
We can’t buy curtains for your bedroom window.
I know you need privacy. There’s a tablecloth, semi sheer
you could fold it in half & drape it over the rod.
No.
I can’t buy you a new coat. Yes,
I know you’ve outgrown your old one.
No.
I don’t have a dollar.
I don’t have a quarter.
No.
There aren’t any treats tonight.
Rent is due tomorrow.
No.
The cable is not back on.
No
You can’t turn the heat up so high.
No.
I didn’t know
I’d have to say
no
so many times.
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Laverne, this throws me back to my time being a single mama and trying so hard to make ends meet. Very effective poem!
It’s not an easy job 🙂
Laverne. I loved this poem, thanks for bringing it,
Good and very effective poem! There’s no doubt about what this about. I felt it!
I can hear you reading this.
Very effective shape.
And yet they turned out well. ❤️
good point, Kevin
Hard no’s but it’s life!
One two-letter word says it all. Good poem!