With tiredness and aching limbs With frustrations from little Imps From 5am till late at night For sweets and drinks and bedtime fights That tiny cut, that big big bruise Those aches & pains that I amuse. I am the Mum of Kenny Brent & Rob The lovable 3, who often dob A wife A mother a Taxi & nurse The one with always the handy purse I am the one who fills your tums A regular role for us Mums I am the one to collect the debris From all of your games and all that you see I am the person who is always around When trouble and problems are abound But each night I sit and ponder The laughs and tears that we had shared Would have meant nothing had they not cared Without them life wouldn’t be the same Written for my boys in 1982