LOOK! IT RHYMES AND EVERYTHING!

There was a time before I was a mum

Sunny days and having fun

But when I was late I had to run

I always made it back to my mum

I met a guy and thought he was the one

We got married and had a son

The drama caused problems that could not be undone

And so I become alone – a number one

Just me and my son

I went on with things, as it has to be done

Then I met another one

This time it was different, he was the one

We married and had a son

But not long after our son was one
I work out that I am not his one
Oh boy and it stung

So I did what needed to be done

And again I was a number one

So what did I do to stop feeling glum?

I tried to be the best kind of mum

Keeping my kids happy with love and food in their tum

Trying to be a good parent that don’t sit on my bum

But always loving and having fun

Games, laughing and that stupid water gun

And of course not remaining a nun

But even still I have no hun
Now when I shout for my boys, it is to me that they run

I love my kids but I need to stop being dumb

It is time that I get off my bum

Time to stop the shun

And start to be someone

Other than a mum

And go outside into the world with the sun

Nothing scares me as much as earning a crumb

Gain some confidence as I have none
But it is what needs to be done.

So in the New Year I will be the one

That has a boss that I can stun

It is not about winning as there is no game to be won

Living a life that is happy and fun

Even if it feels like a pun

Songs and books are written and the clichés sung

But you can control what is to be done

I seem to be going on a bit now I am spun

I wanted to share my hopes and dreams to come

And that maybe, one day I will find that right kind of someone.