Who am I?
Well I’m 34
I have two boys, who I adore
I’m married and I work from home
And sometimes have been known to moan
About the dishes by the sink
The nappy bin that starts to stink
The ever growing pile of toys
No volume switch on two small boys
The washing that is never done
Noses that just run and run
But moaning doesn’t get things done
So I write poetry for fun
Writing means you can’t wash up
Or empty bins, or tidy up
If you are busy on your blog
It’s someone else’s turn to slog. . . .
I hope you enjoy the poems on this site, but please don’t copy them, the copyright for all text and images belongs to me! Thank you.