Poems for My Sons

Tag: Funny

  • 6 April 2026, 9.11PM

    The End of a Day Spent With My 3-Year Old

    I’m squatting on a step stool in the dark, my bum going numb
    Next to my son comfortably tucked in, taking his time to succumb
    My hands keep my head from rolling off onto the floor
    Just biding the right moment to make for the door
    My brain is failing and my back is so sore
    I’ve lost count of my coffees since the first one at four
    This afternoon at the beach you lost your shoe
    When while showering you threw it as I was telling you not to
    My patience has been thusly tested I don’t know how many times
    I don’t know how I’ve managed to not lose my mind
    I don’t think I had ever imagined being this fried
    Don’t think I could become more tired if I tried
    I’m just so ready now to collapse into bed
    It’s a whole new meaning now, to feel exhausted
    This time tomorrow will probably be the same
    The crazy thing is,
    I gladly do it all over again.

  • 25 February 2026, 11.17AM

    I love putting sunscreen on my son
    It’s one of my favourite things to get done
    I love getting up real close
    Seeing the wrinkles on his toes

    His eyes closed,
    I like to take my time
    Watch his skin begin to shine
    Shining like his spirit within
    Shine like the aura surrounding him

    Today he asked me if he could 
    Put the sunscreen on all by himself
    I said sure but take care of your eyes
    (The tears later were no surprise)

    Hopefully tomorrow he’ll let me do it
    Fingers crossed there won’t be a fit
    I’ll smother him until he glistens
    There’ll probably be a few “please listen!”’s

    Maybe even end up in a row
    All right! Okay! All done now!

  • 13 February 2026, 12.58PM

    Ain’t life good?
    All in the nude
    Sitting on the toilet bowl
    Unrolling all the toilet roll…