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Summer Recess

Posted by CFMBabs , 28 September 2006 · 703 views

Oh no! the summer school holidays, six weeks of blowing lids
One mad hormonal teenager, and a shopping mall full of kids
The moaning I hear from morn till night is getting on my nerves
And the criticism from one so young is more than one deserves
Why can't we do something interesting instead of sitting at home!
I swear I'll be climbing the walls and be wishing I was alone
Why is it nothing will do, I suggest a walk into town
The look upon my daughter's face is permanently in a frown
Ugh! and what will we do when we get there, boring is all she says
And slams the door of her bedroom and there all afternoon she stays
I sigh and wonder what I was like at her age, back then
I was playing out with my friends, had to be in bed by ten
For 15 was a tender age and only just into boys
I'd rather of had an ice cream or play out with my toys
So now I'm sounding ancient, perhaps I was boring then
I was almost 27 when I got into men
My mother was always warning me, stay away from boys I knew
And grow up like your mother, I'm just like her it's true
I can hear it in my lectures, I used to call them that you see
And now I'm saying the exact same thing, to grow up just like me!
So round the shops she drags me purse and bags in hand
First she goes to a top shoe shop where a pair is almost a grand
Next we're in the most expensive boutique, a pair of shorts for forty pound
And she's screaming right across the shop, another pair she's found
I'm glad her father's at work today, for patience he has none
No wonder his hair is fading fast with her it'll soon be gone
She spends her cash like water, mind you she saves it too
And everything she wears to date is always fashionably new.
What ever happened to hand me downs or cheap clothes from the corner store
These kids today are so fortunate the choice is so much more
This pair looks ok does it mum! I can see she's in a strop
I didn't say I liked it enough, so she stormed out of the shop
You didn't like me in those shorts I could tell with the look you gave
It wasn't the shorts I told her, it's the money you should save.
To her shopping is a pastime and really just a game
I hate her when she's in this mood, but love her just the same
How many weeks have you got left, I ask in anticipation
Then find myself wishing I wasn't in this situation
Are you tired of me already, she asks as it's only the start of the break
No' I reply with gusto, it's just me feet are beginning to ache
All this walking round the shops is all too much for me
Lets go into a cafe and have a cup of tea
I sit down at the table and look into her eyes
The image of her father and some of my family ties
To me she is beautiful, the most precious thing I own
And now I see a woman, my how she's grown
I love that child with all my heart and this trip seems all worthwhile
Just to see her happy face and that wonderful cheeky smile
I'd give her all the earth, if the earth is what she required
And place it on a silver plate, but my feet feel so tired
Let's go home my sweetheart and get away from town
I'll make us a nice little dinner even though for me it won't go down
The end of the day and we head on home after all that shopping muddle
We curl up on the settee and give each other a mighty cuddle
I love you mum and I love you too we pretty much agree
But those shorts you tried on dear, were too short above the knee
I knew you didn't like them, all you had to do was say
But we'd both had enough by then you see and it was time to call it a day
Don't tell my dad what I got, you know that he'll go mad
I don't think he ever had any clothes when he was just a lad
Go hide them away he'll never know just wear them and tell him they're old
He'll never know the difference if he is never told
I'm the mother of a teenager, my job is mum and friend
I love her dearly with all my heart and to the earth's end
She's grown into a woman and soon she'll be wed I know
But for now she's still my baby and always will be so.

Barbara Lowe

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