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Excuse This House



Some houses try to hide the fact
that children shelter there,
ours boasts it quiet openly,
the signs are Everywhere.


For smears on the windows,
little smudges on the doors,
I should apologize I guess,
for toys strewn on the floor.


But I sat down with the children,
and we played and laughed and read,
and if the doorbell doesn't shine,
their eyes will shine instead.


For when at times I am forced to choose,
the one job or the other,
I'd like to cook, and clean, and scrub,
but first I'll be a MOTHER.


Author Unknown

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