Life As A Single Mum Poem by Kerrie Smith

Life as a mum...is a commitment in itself.
The dad can walk away, leaving you on the shelf.
No time for make up, what is a brush?
All i know is...no time is enough.

When you feel tired, completely drained.
You need to keep going for the weans.
They need their mum, happy or sad.
For they don't have that perfect dad.

I believe he loves them in his own way.
He just needs more time out to play.
He wants that freedom, madness and laughs.
Not to change nappies, cook and do baths.

I get the best times, smile as they walk.
I am here teaching them how to talk.
He will be proud of them as they grow.
I will build snowmen in the cold snow.

My days are hard and I moan alot.
Never ending washing, dirty faces and snot.
To keep me happy as they will see.
All I need is a cup of tea.