Being Their Mom

Its the end of the day, 

the kids are down, the house is quiet. 

She goes around the house, 

picking up socks, 

toys and odds and ends 

left from the day. 

The night leaves her restless, 

with thoughts 

she pushes aside during the day.

She hides in the day, 

from herself. 

As the evening turns darker, 

her thoughts turn 

in her mind. 

She ponders the future and 

the unknown. 

She worries for her children, 

and prays for their future. 

She wishes 

for things that she is 

afraid to voice, 

and wonders if one day 

when the dishes

end 

and the after school 

activities are gone, 

and the laundry pile is created 

only by one, 

will she have a purpose

in the emptiness of her house? 

When the kids are gone 

and on their own, 

will she know what to do. 

For being a mom 

is all she knows how to do. 

Its the very core

of who she is

and what she loves. 

One day when this chapter closes

what will the new one

bring? 

It's the end of the day and 

as she closes her eyes, 

she prays 

for one more day 

to be their mom.