Wednesday, April 2, 2008

But I Aint Momma

I look into the eyes
Of each innocent child
Our hair is chocolate brown
Our eyes match perfectly
But I aint momma

We share hugs and kisses
“I love you’s” and good nights
But no one could prepare me for
The tears I have to fight
Because I aint momma

I’m about to change his diaper
When the little one says, “I gotta go!”
We run to the bathroom
Before there are any “Uh oh’s”
I want to tell him, “Mommy’s so proud of you!”
But I aint momma

My little princess is crying
And she’ll only talk to me
“Please don’t tell anyone,
that includes my daddy”
I want to dry her tears
And tell her, “Mommy’s here”
But I aint momma

Lunch is ready
Peanut butter and jelly times three
“Cut mine in half, just how I like it, please”
I know this; I’m just not quick enough
Three at one time can be a little tough
Because I aint momma

I wipe their dirty faces
I scrub their dirty feet
I make sure no one goes to bed
Until we all brush our teeth
But I aint momma

I say “sweet dreams”
And tuck three children in bed
Before turning out the light
I kiss all three foreheads
But I aint momma

I wake up instantly
When I hear them cry
Knowing a nightmare
Is probably the reason why
But I aint momma

Even though I didn’t give birth
It doesn’t take away what I’m worth
Just because I aint momma

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