A poem for moms

Its night night time

Your day is done

Some battles lost

Some battles won

You did your best

Did all you could

To serve your people

Just like you should

Your mind is tired

Your body is sore

You could not give

Even one ounce more

Sleep deep now, mom

Lay your weary head

Relax way down

In you big ol’ bed

Tomorrow is coming

It will be here fast

But try to savor

Before these moments pass

I know its tense

All the whines and boo-hoos

With all the life

In those two little yous

But they are yours

And you are theirs

Right down to the toes

And their food crusted hairs

So sleep tonight

And charge your heart

For when dawn comes

You’ll have a fresh start.