Happy Mother's Day

I know it's not Mother's Day but I just found it somewhere else and had to share it with you...

Happy Mothers Day to my children
I found this poem years ago and it always makes me giggle - so happy Mothers Day to all moms, and of course to my children. And here is what you all have to look forward to.


When I'm an old lady

When I’m an old lady, I’ll live with my son.
And make his life happy and filled with such fun,
I want to pay back all the joy he’s provided,
When I’m an old lady and live with my son.

I’ll write on the wall with red, white and blue,
And bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes,
I’ll drink from the carton and then leave it out,
I’ll stuff all the toilets and oh will he shout!
When I’m an old lady and live with my son.

When he’s on the phone and just out of reach,
I’ll get into things like sugar and bleach.
Oh he’ll snap his fingers and then shake his head,
And when he’s all done I’ll hide under the bed.
When I’m an old lady and live with my son.

When my son’s wife cooks dinner and calls me to meals,
I’ll not eat my green beans or salads congealed.
I’ll gag on my brussel sprouts, spill my milk on the table,
And when she gets angry, run fast as I’m able,
When I’m an old lady and live with my son.

I’ll sit close to the T.V., thru the channels I’ll click,
I’ll cross both my eyes and see if they stick,
I’ll take off both my socks and throw one away,
And play in the mud until the end of the day.
When I’m an old lady and live with my son.

And later in bed, I’ll lay back and sigh,
And thank God in prayer and then close my eyes.
And my son will look down and with a smile slowly creeping,
And say with a groan, “she’s so sweet when she’s sleeping.”
When I’m an old lady and live with my son . . . .

By Mary Ann Hopkins