Mommy gets up early each day--
too much to do and bills to pay.
No time left to enjoy the sight
of her little girls at play.
When I grow up, I don't want a fight,
to find time to make things all right.
I'll laugh with them everyday
and kiss my darlings good night.
A contest entry
- When I grow up... by Aneka Bellingan.
1000 points, ended October 31, 2008, 17 entries
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I must say that this poem has touched me! I wish the same you wish that you wish in this poem.,,, some advice to make sure you get this wish granted... Make sure you are financially independant be4 having your kids...
Sadly we don't always get what we want in life, but at the end of the day we get what we need
Thank you for entering this contest my daughter is hosting. She ran off now and I am printing this out for her to read later,
Rebekah
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