Middle son put three batteries
Down bathroom sink drain (C size fit)
Then squeezed toothpaste, added water —
A disaster! I laughed at it
Then there was the time when some sons
Dammed the creek, flooded the backyard
Learning experience, thought I
As I squished through lawn water-scarred
Mud-smeared faces, markered-up arms
Colored on walls even have their charms
We moms take many things in stride
Rather than sound childhood alarms
One daughter cut her bangs real short
Before a family wedding
I shook my head, bemoaned a bit
Not seeing where this was heading
Scissors wielded by this girl
Led me to rethink and relook
’cause next she cut her dresses up
After reading one picture book
Dolly’s Coat of Many Colors
A lovely heart-warming story
Of a patchwork coat made with love
Became more than allegory
My child wanted to experience
To become one with that sweet tale
Seeing all those cut-up dresses
Is the one time I wanted to wail
This is my response to this week W3 prompt. PoW Nancy challenged us to “think about a moment in your life when something truly mattered. Perhaps it was a great success, a hard-earned accomplishment, or a memorable disaster that taught you something important. Maybe you organized a major event, won a competition, survived a family vacation gone wrong, or confidently attempted a home-improvement project that ended in chaos.“
Write about an occasion when you soared, stumbled, or did a little of both.
Guidelines:
- Use one or more 4-line stanzas;
- Keep each line to 8 syllables;
- Maximum length: 20 lines; (Sorry!)
- Humor, reflection, triumph, embarrassment, and self-deprecation are all welcome.
As always, have fun and make the memory come alive for your readers.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
Oh! Boy I can empathise with that … but not the girly bits because I only had boys 💜💜💜
Haha! That was great, Sally!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Your poem is wonderful and brought back a memory! My sons generally didn’t get into many “messes” but there was the one time they decided to pretend they were knights – they had to have a dragon to slay. Furby took the brunt of their swordsmanship. He never made another sound!!
Well written Sally. This is a mother’s lot- accepting the things kids do.
Children are a joy but don’t they try us … 😂 really good take 💞
Sally, I love how your poem shows one little haircut turning into a much bigger adventure, reminding us that kids often surprise us in ways we never expect! heheheheh! 😊
~David
Sally, you had me smiling immediately as I read this poem about your kids. We moms sure need a sense of humor, sometimes I think more than anything else. Great writing! Congrats! I’ve chosen you as our next PoW.
Wait – what??! Thank you!
Well deserved! Have fun with it! 🤗
This is lovely poem, Sally. Mothers have to be paitient though sometimes it’s tiring. But when they smile, our heart melts.