Think, thank, thunk.

Parenting, ah, what do you think

Children, ah, seemed a good idea

Let’s just say I was no Greek Theia

Years ago I should have thunk

And I was sober, not even drunk

That having children would change my dance

No longer living with sweet romance

Finding minutes for private time

Would have been, if happened, truly sublime

But moms and dads that are on their own

Grandparents away so they are alone

No advice if wanted, or babysit duties

We were by ourselves with various cuties.

We all survived relatively unscathed

No one even ended up crazed

Although there were moments I felt dazed

It ended well, brushed with love’s glaze.

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W3 Prompt #72: Wea’ve Written Weekly

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