Maid to be a Mother
Welcome to the home that lives within the house,
Where loving kids is all that really counts.
The dishes in the sink, the crumbs upon the floor,
And all the dirty laundry are secondary chores.
Now don’t assume me lazy by looking at the mess,
I’ve put forth forty hours and still don’t take a rest!
I polish little minds as bright as they can be
And sweep out tiny hearts and keep them pure and clean.
Each and every soul is scrubbed until it gleams,
I also pick up spirits, should they ever lose a dream.
So push the clothes on over, and have yourself a seat—
Excuse the toys and cookie crumbs sticking to your feet.
Judge me as a mother, not the maid I ought to be
I’d prefer sparkling lives to a house dirt-free.
—Anonymous
Please leave a comment here. Thanks!!!






{ 7 comments… read them below or add one }
I'd sure love to hear your comment!
Love this article, like all the others. You are such a wonderful life lifter. I thank God that He has sent you into our home.
May He bless you always,
Becky
Westland, MI
Thank you! I needed to hear this. Feeling a whole lot of inadequacy lately not getting everything done!
LOVE it!!!
This is prefect. I wish I would have had this poem when my children were still all at home. Thank you so much for sharing it. I am going to print it up and send it to my daughter in-law.
Hello Mrs. Hopkins,
This is off-topic for this post, but I can't find another place to contact you. Is your article, something with a title like 'Half School or Home School' online? If not, would you consider putting it online?
Best regards,
Mrs. Wayne (Nikki) Hunter
Diane, THANK YOU for posting this poem! I surely needed it. Needing to work on making our lives here more sparkly. C:
Whatta gem of a poem. Really says it well. Thanks, Diane!