HE’S OUR SON
What if he scatters my pans on the floor?
What if his tractor and truck block the door?
What if he fingermarks books by score?
He’s our son!
What if he keeps me up night after night?
What if he causes me months of fright?
What if the house is sometimes a sight?
He’s our son!
What if he makes a great deal of noise?
What if at times I minus my poise?
He’s no more trouble than all little boys!
He’s our son!
What if he cancels planes, I have known?
What if my reading I’m forced to postpone?
King of our household we proudly enthrone—
Our little son!
Reprinted from Above Rubies 1983