In Heaven I hope that there will be
A special place for Mothers... We'll see...
Wake up each day, is there time to pray?
Lord, help me get through one more day.
Coffee made, breakfast started
Already my mind and I have parted.
Get them dressed and on their way
Dear Lord, convince me that there is a way.
Eat your lunch, take your nap.
Dear Lord, around me, your arms please wrap.
It's practice time, where's your hat?
And don't forget your baseball bat.
Dinner will be a little late.
Mind yourselves, I'll be home at 8.
Pick up your mess and take your bath.
You really don't want to face Mom's wrath.
Say your prayers. PLEASE! Go to sleep!
(They don't understand that I'm dead on my feet.)
Meals cooked, morning, noon and night
Settling every little fight.
Making it through the daily grind
Trying not to lose my mind.
Help each with work from two different schools
Teach them about life- how not to be fools.
I try each day with all my might
Just to make it through 'til night.
As I lay down upon my bed
So many things run through my head.
What to get this one for his special day?
How to help that one- there's GOT to be a way.
I'm so alone I really feel this way.
Oh, Lord, help me make it through one more day.
