~Being A Parent~
The house is untidy from window to door
Marks on the walls and food on the floor
The washings unwashed
And the dishes are too
There's scum in the bathroom
And fat on the stew
There are toys in the passage
And under our feet
The garden's a jungle
When seen from the street
So what have I done then
To earn my repose?
To just look around me
You'd say no-one knows!
I've held a small hand
As the first steps were took
I've made animal noises
As we read a Book
I've built a mud pie
And admired a Snail
I've rescued the cat
From a grip on her tail
I've wiped away tears
And I've listened to tales
I've used Mediation
To get smiles from wails
So I guess what I've done
Is'nt easy to see
It won't clean the house
And it won't cook the tea
But if I have helped make a child feel good
Know that she's loved and that she's understood
Then I know that my work, though not easy to see
Is just as IMPORTANT as any could be
© Pam Linke.
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