Poem: My Kingdom
March 5, 2014
Poem: My Kingdom



My step-mom just sent me a poem I wrote as a teen.  I am now 44 and a stay-at-home mom with 11 children.  I used to listen to you often as a teen and loved your show then as much as I do now. - Marianne

My Kingdom

You may close the door upon me
and think when you are gone,
"Poor thing, she's stuck at home all day" -
How wrong, my dear, how wrong.

"I am queen of my own castle",
I said with such a sway,
"for I decide what things will fill
the hours of my day."

There are diapers, true,
and work that must be done.
But children keep me company
and can make it sometimes fun.

I can take a walk with baby,
whenever I may please.
And watch the robins peck for worms
and taste the sweet spring breeze.

Or I may sit by the window -
a Dr. Laura book on my knee.
Or wonder strange enchanted dreams
of worlds that used to be.

I've clothes to mend and tears to dry.
Toys strewn across the floor.
But I have children's laughter, too.
Who could ask for more?

You came home to me, dear, tired -
from a world that is cold.
And I have angel cheeks to kiss
and golden hands to hold.

And little arms around my neck
and whispers in my ear.
Your world outside my kingdom walls,
can't hold such treasures, dear.



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