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Taking Mom's Place
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By Reason A. Poteet
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Taking Mom’s Place

If for one week each man could be mother,
then men might think as mothers think.
Could you stand the life
say of being your own wife?
Dirty dishes do not belong in the sink.

For one week, all men should run the home;
trade places with the cook for a real trip
Think of planning every meal,
mashing potatoes with no peel.
Did you fix the faucet that’s started to drip?

You’d change the beds and clean the clothes
of rust, blood, and ink there’d be no trace
Be a mind reader at times
solving children’s crimes,
you’d show your children God and his grace.

Part magician, part clown, part traffic cop,
you’d give birth, nurse all who need care.
Respond to each cry,
answer every “why?”,
know how to get bubble gum out of hair.

Of the women I’ve known who’ve been mothers
by men they can’t be supplanted.
Trade-offs are fun to ponder
and can make us wonder
why on earth men take mothers for granted.

written by Reason A. Poteet

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Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2006

Last Updated: Saturday, January 28, 2006

About the Poet
Growing older with some pains and discomfort, graying hair, glasses, partial plate and hearing aids but with complete assurance of my eternal domain. Saved by choice by Gods free grace by Jesus life, death and resurrection. Born and bred in the Bluegrass State for 24 years, I crossed the Ohio River and became a Hoosier forever thereafter until that time God calls me to my heavenly home. Christian for fifty-five plus years. Church musician and SS teacher for most all of my Wednesdays and Sundays. Public school teacher for thirty-six school terms; retired with a class now of three grandchildren off and on during the week. Wife for half my life to the same superman. Mama to two unique sons. Mother-in-law to a fine daughter; Nana to one darling girl and two handsome guys. God has blessed me abundantly; thank you, Father. God quiets my hackles; God quickens my heart; God quells my hunger. Blessed be His holy name.

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