I cannot relax and read a book
There is always dinner to cook
I cannot think of staring into space
I may miss a chance in the rat race
I cannot sit back and read a novel
There will be snow in the pathway to shovel
I cannot spend an extra fifteen minutes in bed
There is always breakfast to be prepared
I cannot invite friends on weekdays to tea
There is always kids’ homework to oversee
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot
I am tired of being that super robot
I now need to break free from this drudgery
And stop feeling guilty endlessly
good poetization of the honest feelings of a house wife on home-based day to day life...congrats...10
written with honesty in our feelings.. touching piece you are a model woman....a super woman... 10+++
OOoh - - really identify with this one Sandra - - you verse it so well too - - it is always a juggling trick to fit in any personal time - but keep trying, it does happen I promise....... 10 for this from Fay..xx
atleast you buried you frustration through this fine poem.....10
Surely many many readers can relate to this poem :) Strong write, I agree with Karin.10+. Best wishes. A.
Oh how I can relate to how you feel. What a fantastic title. Mothering is the hardest job in the world I would say, and I was not prepared for the reality of mothering. But the years fly by quickly and before you know it, the are grandchildren to love too. Strong writing Sandra. Well worth a 10 being a mother! best wishes! Karin Anderson
i can say it with confidence that one day u'll no longer feel guilty...take it from me, i too passed that stage!
i understand...i am caretaker to my 83 yr. old mom & often feel like there is never enough time & always too much to do...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are right Sandra, household chores of a woman donot allow her even simple pleasures of lift. Wonderfully writen