A Poem

Jesus will you help me please?
I need you here right now!
I think I'm going to lose it,
I might just have a cow!

I feel like I am lost here
in a place I know so well.
And everyday gets harder
as I try to make this "sale".

"I am your Mom", I seem to say
a dozen times an hour.
"And when you have your own kids,
then you can taste this power"

"But until then, you'll listen up
and do just what I say.
Pick up your toys, put on your clothes,
and stop sassing me that way!"

"Mommy needs some time alone,
to shower and just to 'be'.
No, sweety, I dont need your help
everytime I have to pee!"

"All I want is for you now
to go and sit real still.
Just put your small hands in your lap,
and check out Dr. Feel."

"No running now, no shouting,
and please be nice to sister!
Just quiet down, relax a while
and please sit on your keester!"

"Don't jump from there, you might get hurt
and need a shot or two!
Anther bill from Dr. E
is not in my budget, Jude!"

"Oh no! Banana in your hair!
Another bath AGAIN!
And whats this sticky stuff here?
It's smeared all down your chin!"

"And no, you cannot go outside,
the ground is frozen over!
Especially since you have no clothes on,
thats indecent exposure!"

"Cheetos are not breakfast food!
How 'bout some cereal?
No cookies arent an option, too.
Come on now, lets get real!"

"I'm going to sweep now everyone,
so dont step in the dust!
And them I'm going to try and mop,
and do laundry, if I must!"

"Wait! Stop right there! Whats in your hands?
Is that going to make a mess?
Why is there a trail of cracker crumbs?
And chocolate down your dress?"

My hair is starting to turn white,
and though I LOVE them so,
I feel my mind starting to slip,
my sanity start to go.

So Jesus, if you read this peom
and sense my urgent plea!
Send someone, a friend, a hand,
someone to relieve me!!!!!!