Serena Malcolm

Your head is pounding,
Your muscles; they ache,
You’re hot and you’re flustered,
You’re in need of a break,
You’ve got sick in your hair,
You’re covered in snot,
You’re eyes are all puffy,
You’re sweating – a lot,
You have a mountain of laundry,
An overflowing sink,
The kids all want dinner;
You just want a drink,
To all the sick mothers,
Who feel lousy and blue,
It may all seem thankless,
But you’ll make it through,
I’m with you in spirit,
I’ve felt the same,
You’re never alone,
I feel your pain!