Hauling mounds of laundry, adding soap to shopping list,
my daughter taps my arm and asks for a kiss.
Another round of washing dishes, turn dinner to a simmer,
my daughter tugs at my arm and asks if I’ll play kitties with her.
No one picked up the Legos and the living room’s a mess!
my daughter asks if I’ll watch while she twirls in her princess dress.
Praying I have my act together, lists and agendas in sight,
my daughter pulls at my sleeve to ask when we’ll fly her Dora kite.
Running short on time, appointments and deadlines to keep,
I search to discover my daughter in bed, fast sleep.
Striking a good balance between work and play remains a mom challenge, quite easy to neglect one for the other.
God, please keep this poor mother balanced!