so much to do
so little time,
It gets away from me it seems
I have to face
the chores and day
when I'd much rather stay in dreams
Too much to say
people to please
and yet the reverie plays on
barely started
turn around
and now the sun is almost gone....
The mothers stress
from day to day
to live and learn each day anew
to live for them
still toil and strive
to reach the place my soul is true.
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