If I knew how to be kind,
all of the time,
instead of sometimes going out of my mind,
I would do it for you.
If I could be cool,
when my buttons are pushed,
instead of being such a tool,
I would do it for you.
If I could stop and think,
when you make me angry,
instead of sending you to the brink,
I would do it for you.
But sometimes you drive me crazy,
and isn’t that better
than if I were just lazy?
Because a dull and colorless life
would be unbearable
if I were a quiet and dutiful wife.
So just remember, if you would
when I’m raking you over the coals
that you never had it so good.
A Poem by Mama Boe.
Clever and true! I’m sharing this with Jack and hope that he agrees (that he’s never had it so good, too). 🙂