What's a mother to fimally do My kids are mouthy and bratty too Fussing and fighting over silly things Day after day a headache it brings Never happy or satisfied Whining and complaining til I cry I don't know what they want from me Blood perhaps Please help me to see Oh the things my kids could accomplish in a day The mind of a mother What a price to pay
Reason for writing:
To my four precious kids-I wouldn't give them up for anything in the world
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