Kids

Margaret V.Doran

My children are a source of joy each day
Their antics will delight you one and all
Tho' I might go beserk along the way

For I must keep impatience far at bay
Even though they sometimes fight and brawl
My children are a source of joy each day

They pay respect to every word I say
I do not hold my breath when e'er I call
For I might go beserk along the way

If we should be in public I will pray
Their actions will not vere from protocol
My children are a source of joy each day

I credit them with every strand of grey
And hope your estimation will not fall
If I should go beserk along the way

You KNOW I often need to look away
Or I would prematurely see my pall
My children are a source of joy each day
Tho' I might go beserk along the way

Copyright © 1997 Margaret V. Doran All rights reserved.
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This poetry form is called a "Villanelle."
Read more villanelles here: Fifth Brigade | Janet | Letting Go | Love Song

Updated July 7, 1999
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