Bringing up kids
Who’d have thought
The worry and tears
The fears it brought
Terrible twos they said
are simply the worst
But the teenage years
Have made me burst
With worry and dread
Why isn’t he in his bed
What can I do ?
It’s half past two .
All these milestones
They have to pass
But that first day at big school
will always surpass
The dread and the fear
as I put him on the bus .
Shirt and tie
I can’t lie
I was the proudest mum
Not knowing what was to come
The angst & the tears
Over the years
Staring at phones
Comparing their lives
Not belief in themselves
Not willing to delve .
Now a few years older
I pray there’s no
Long lasting effect
Of a childhood wrecked
From mums constant drinking
What was she thinking ?
Hoping she stopped in time
Leaving no trace behind
They scrubbed up ok
Now the booze has gone away
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