An argument erupted in the family today.
I lost my cool, my mouth had its say.
A long time coming God knows that’s true.
Waste of time though, for I had much to do.
I give of my time, my money, my play,
what took place was a sad display.
A lack of respect, bestowed upon me.
my eyes now open, I can truly see.
Many would say I’m stupid, allow myself used.
It all makes sense, when innocent eyes cry the blues.
It’s worth every penny, every moment of time,
To watch the grandchildren’s eyes truly shine.
The telephone rang, I heard my son say
Don’t come this morning Mom, she’ll walk her today.
The scorn of an angered daughter-in-law put to the test.
Her built up anger, she’ll not put to rest.
Poor little grand-daughter, walking in the cold
Fierce wind blowing in her tiny face.
Mommy thinks not of the unpleasantness,
For she has her way, mommy knows best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.