Busy as a bee,
Not a moment’s quiet,
To enjoy a cup of tea,
Though dead tired.
In the bedroom,
Her son is crying;
Was spanked with a broom,
For incessantly screaming.
Lack of sleep
Is making her giddy.
The laundry, will keep,
But breakfast is ready.
Have to make a trip to the market,
Get the children to school,
And vacuum the carpet,
Before she can relax by the pool.
*Photo credit Karolina Grabowska from Pexels
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