After a day full of hard work
Reaching home tired and tried,
Trying to cook and clean both
setting things right and aside,
My son crawls steadily near me,
I think for playing there's no time,
As he looks I smile at him and
the response is a smile that's Divine
I leave things unattended and aside,
the stove closed and the light off,
thinking the kitchen can wait a bit
and later I'll have time enough
As I take my son in my arms and sit,
He hugs me and laughs thinking its fun,
Guess work would have to wait more
As a mother's pleasure has just begun.
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