My sister wrote an ode. I love odes. I used to write them all of the time. Ask everyone I gave birthday cards or letters to back in my high school days. They were bursting with odes. Anyway, the love for odes must run in our family . . . and this one's pretty dang good. Thanks, Meels.
ODE TO THE CHILD I NEVER KNEW I HAD:
Who pulled sweet little Audrey's hair?
Who drew with permanent marker on the chair?
Who brought in all this dirt?
Who cut a hole in my brand new shirt?
Who made a stuffed animal's home in my shoe?
Who dumped out all the Elmer's glue?
Who was eating sugar with a spoon?
Who made the mess in the living room?
Who, I ask, could be doing such things?
So I gather up child #1, 2, and 3 . . .
and ask in my patient mommy voice,
Who dared to make this bad choice?
And innocently as innocent can be
All three answer, "NOT ME! NOT ME!"
Not Me you say, what a child!
He seems to be rather naughty and wild.
So I informed kiddos 1, 2, and 3
If they ever see this child, Not Me
To ask him to go away as quick as can be
Because he's making a mess and driving me crazy!
*Reposted without permission because I keep forgetting to ask every dang time I talk to her.
**This poem was based on actual events . . . and when I write "based," I mean "happened to the very minutest detail."
ODE TO THE CHILD I NEVER KNEW I HAD:
Who pulled sweet little Audrey's hair?
Who drew with permanent marker on the chair?
Who brought in all this dirt?
Who cut a hole in my brand new shirt?
Who made a stuffed animal's home in my shoe?
Who dumped out all the Elmer's glue?
Who was eating sugar with a spoon?
Who made the mess in the living room?
Who, I ask, could be doing such things?
So I gather up child #1, 2, and 3 . . .
and ask in my patient mommy voice,
Who dared to make this bad choice?
And innocently as innocent can be
All three answer, "NOT ME! NOT ME!"
Not Me you say, what a child!
He seems to be rather naughty and wild.
So I informed kiddos 1, 2, and 3
If they ever see this child, Not Me
To ask him to go away as quick as can be
Because he's making a mess and driving me crazy!
*Reposted without permission because I keep forgetting to ask every dang time I talk to her.
**This poem was based on actual events . . . and when I write "based," I mean "happened to the very minutest detail."
***Is "minutest" a word? It really should be.
4 comments:
I love it!!! I thought of posting it on my blog too, because it is so good, and true.
LOVE IT!!!
hahahaha!!!!!! good one camille!
Okay, that is stinking hilarious!! I have the same child by that name running around my home too!!
BTW, talent must run deep in your family!
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