For smears are on the window, little smudges on the doors,
I should apologize I guess, for the toys strewn on the floor.
But, I sat down with the children, & we laughed, played, & read.
And if the doorbell doesn't shine, their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose, the one job or the other.
I want to be a housewife-
But first I'll be a
MOTHER
