Single Parenthood: Wendy L. A. Kirsch

I’ll cook the supper

I’ll feed the cat

I’ll throw in the laundry

There! That is that!

I’ll do the dishes

I’ll wash the floor

I’ll bathe the kids

But wait, there’s more

I’ll get them all scrubbed

Then I’ll read them a book

Tori has a boo-boo

Let mom take a look

I’ll fix their bicycles

I’ll take them to the park

I’ll make sure they’re in

Before it gets dark

I’ll take them to the doctor

And to the dentist too

There’s never time for me

Or anything I want to do

I’ll go to the parent-teacher night

I’ll pick up the groceries after

I’ll get home quite late to find

The place is a disaster

I’ll go pick up a movie

I’ll make sure it’s one that’s good

If only Tiffany didn’t invite

Half the neighbourhood

It’s raining outside

We’ve decided to bake

They glop gunk all over

God give me a break!

I’ll hug them and love them

I’ll encourage them with praise

I’ll clothe them and shelter them

What do you mean I don’t get a raise?

I’ll censor all T.V.

This is good, this is bad

I’ll make all decisions

I’m Mom and I’m Dad

I’ll discipline them for wrong doing

If they made a bad choice

Sometimes I get sick

Of hearing my own voice

We’ll do crafts together

It’ll be their reward

Ten minutes later

They’ll say “Mommy, I’m bored.”

I’ll sew a curtain

I’ll shovel that snow

I’m Jack of all trades

Didn’t you know

I’ll drive them to lessons

And birthday parties too

Sure I can handle it

I’ve got nothing better to do

I’ll be Santa Claus and

The Easter Bunny as well

They put two and two together

And I thought they couldn’t tell

I’ll be the tooth fairy

I can handle it, I said

I’ll perform my duties faithfully

If I’m not pronounced dead

I’ll settle that quarrel

I’ll referee that fight

I’ll rub their backs

Before bedtime at night

I’ll add some oil to my car

That runs extremely poor

Sometimes it seems like more

Than even I can endure

We’ll become a loving family

We’ll care for one another

I don’t want and ifs, ands, or buts

Remember I’m your Mother

I’ll do the mending

I’ll scrub that wall

Wait a minute God

Is this my call?