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I start out my day, waking with an alarm,
some mornings, that's tough,
as my covers are warm.
Husband has made coffee, pour the cream in my cup.
Wake up my teen. "Hey, you'd better stay up!"
Throw on my sweats, brush my teeth, wash my face,
Feed the cat, feed the teen, "Yes, it's oatmeal for darn sakes."
"Leave the iPod at home, don't even ask.
And please don't forget your books and school lunch pass."
(Help me this day, as I ignore his morning sass!)
We'd better get going;
I've got much on my plate; emails, Twitter,
social networking won't wait.
Already my head is a-spin;
I may be going berserk,
but I can't sit down 'til I finish my mom-work.
A quick drive to school, "Good luck on your test!"
A kiss and a hug, "And, please do your best."
He turns with a grunt then pauses to say,
"I love you too, Mom but please go away.
My friends are all looking, you see,
so please go to work, you're embarrassing me!"
The drive back home, I'm thinking of work;
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