I have no time for luxury, it always passes by,
I find my self in dire need to run till I ’bout die.
I run to get the laundry and pick up groceries too.
Then I run about the yard and pick up doggie poo!
Slow down, my children tell me, you need to have some fun.
We need to get some mud, make pies and set them in the sun.
Then we will kick our shoes off and run silly through the grass.
If there’s still time, for supper, we can go and fish for bass.
“I have no time for luxury, dear children”, I replied.
“There’s sewing and then mending.” With that the children cried
“Dear mother we’ll be leaving soon, before you say goodbye,
Just think of all the fun we missed because you couldn’t try.”
“The mending will get done, when the skies pour down with rain.
But we must scoop that pile of poop from, Bud, our huge Great Dane.
The groceries you must still do, the dishes, they are ours.
So now let’s go and have some fun, and really smell the flowers.”
Sometimes the wisdom of the kids can really make you wonder,
Where did all the time just go to set your life asunder.
I have no time for luxuries, I often said aloud
I found that time, no matter what, we’re family and I’m proud.
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