Some houses try to hide the fact <br />that children shelter there. <br />Ours boasts of it quite openly, <br />the signs are everywhere. <br />For smears are on the windows, <br />little smudges on the doors, <br />I should apologize, I guess, <br />for toys strewn on the floor. <br />But I sat down with Kerington <br />and we played and laughed and read; <br />And if the doorbell doesn't shine, <br />her eyes will shine instead. <br />For when at times I'm forced to choose <br />the one job or the other; <br />I like a neat and pretty house- but <br />I love to be a mother.<br /><br />Marsha Youree<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-love-to-be-a-mother/
