By: Teri A. Murray
Early Mornings Torment me so Why my kids do this to me I do not know
The begging the screaming – how could this be? Oh wait that’s not the kids…its me.
“Cherish these times, they grow so fast” Really, than why do I feel that this just lasts and lasts
So now I’ll return to my life of not so perfect tranquility as I try to compose myself to deal with the day with a certain civility
Or maybe I’ll go back to bed…