If I Could Sing

I’ll admit I can’t sing as I desire, so

I’ll leave singing to those I admire.

I’ll just keep my dancing shoes on, and

I’ll do a little dance to R & B songs. 

But, if I could sing…

I’d sing when a song spring forth.

I’d sing out loud walking down the aisle.

I’d sing along with the sparrows when I wake up.

I’d sing with the crows until I fall asleep.

I’d sing gospel on weekdays. 

I’d sing songs of praise without a reason.

When I am happy or sad, I’d sing blues.

I’d sing a little jazz, too. 

I’d write my own love songs to sing along.

I’d sing them acapella like a diva anywhere.

I’d sing in a crowd without anyone asking.

I’d sing karaoke at anyone request.

Oh, if I could sing, I would!

A Day in the Life of Mothers

These metaphysical walls are crashing,

diabolical illusions of destruction await me.

Psychotic thoughts control my brain mechanism.

          But,

                  wait!

I’m in the middle of changing the baby’s

diaper, can’t lose total control, yet!

The garbage needs to be taken out.

The garbage collector comes on Monday.

Random thoughts are causing me to smash

my head against these walls- they’re

invading my brains.

Looks like my brain is going dead.

            But,

                    wait!

I need to get some double AA batteries

for the flashlight.

I’m crying for help,

do you understand?

I’m about to lose it.

            But,

                     wait!

I can’t!

I need to cook breakfast.

The children are hungry.

Oops, just burned the toast again.

I need to buy the baby’s milk.

I’m losing it.

         But,

                 wait!

Can’t give up yet.

Ashley will finish college soon.

Got to see her graduate.

I need to take some meds.

Can’t think straight now.

What did I do with those keys again?

Is it 5:00 p.m?

I am late.

Almost forgot,

got to pick up Joe from work

where did the time go?

            But,

                     wait!

I still have some running to do.

Need to run on the track,

I mean go by the store.

Got to pick up the baby’s milk.

I should run off this road and crash.

No, I can’t.

I didn’t pay the car insurance.

I feel like a nervous wreck.

         But,  

                  wait!

Can’t lose it.

Still got to take out the garbage,

buy the baby’s milk,

see Ashley graduate,

pick up Joe from work.

I can’t lose it!