Working Mother Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Working Mother



There's never enough time in one
day, to manage to get everything
done. Just thinking about all you
have to do and realizing, you're
only one! From the moment that
you awaken, it's get the kids up,
make breakfast, see them off to
school. It's time for you to get going,
as it's your turn, to carpool. Once
at work, you're constantly busy,
there's lots for you to do. Waiting
for the moment, until, you're actually
through. Finally the day is over. It's
time to head on home. It's off to the
grocery store. Just once I'd like to
come home and not have to cook
anymore! It was a nice thought for
the moment. I felt like I was free!
And even though it was a great
thought, it will be a while, before it
can be!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr.Wardha Jawdat 22 September 2008

: >....what empathy...i know exactly what you are talking about....working mums deserve medals for EVERY single day!

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