Welcome to my crazy life

by Dee   Jun 4, 2005


The cat peed on the sofa
The dog peed on the bed
This may be the reason I am messed up in my head

Hubby walks in from his job with his usual "hi, hello"
He displays no ounce of energy
as he is moving slow

He has to take a nap, my daughter wants to play and all I really want from life to just to get away

My daughter is screaming "mommy", my hubby is snoring on the couch
And somehow they can't figure out why I am such a grouch

His teeth are steadily grinding, my child is wide awake and he simply doesn't have a clue of the sacrifices that I take

Like fingernails on a chalkboard, a reminder of my life
a constant screeching irritant
it is like this every night

The cat is climbing on the dog and they are gonna fight. Hubby yells out "what's for dinner and what's on TV tonight"

Every time I sit down, someone calls my name
Never a moment to myself
I am truly going insane

My daughter wants to watch TV, four hours before dawn
My hubby doesn't understand why we don't get along

From the sounds of this poem, you would call me a housewife
but I own my own business, I am a full-time mother and a wife

I handle all the bills and carry all the load but somehow they can't understand when I want to explode

I do the grocery shopping and handle non sufficient funds and I cannot wear that dress today because my pantyhose have runs

I tipped the scale again today - another 15 pounds
Hubby galks at skinny girls in their evening gowns

Thank goodness for hair coloring because I am certain I am gray
I just don't know how I can make it through another day

My hubby loves the ladies and he flirts with all but me
But each and every day I am still all that I can be

You might think I am joking, but this is a summary of one day
No matter how I try, I cannot get away

My daughter is the best thing that has happened to me
and I will give up everything, my sadness she won't see

I wake up each day and start the whole thing over
hoping that eventually, I will find my four leaf clover

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  • 19 years ago

    by Dee

    Oops - meant to write that to someone else.

  • 19 years ago

    by Dee

    You would never know that is your first poem. I started writing poetry at your age and it simply wasn't that good.

    Thank you for your comments. I write goofy poems but they are true to how I feel. That is what matters most.

    Keep up the good work.

    Hopeless Romantic