If it doesn't stop raining I think I'll go mad

The children are bored and my dogs are just bad.

Everyone sits by the window and stares.

Searching for sunshine that just isn't there.

Outside is so gray and it's pouring down rain

One more day like today and we'll all be insane.

The dogs are fighting, a small child complains,

"Why do we live in a place where it constantly rains?"

I crate up the dogs for some evil deed.

A few quiet minutes is just what I need.

My house is a mess and I simply don't care.

I grab a new book and curl up in my chair.

An old friend calls and complains of the heat.

Now I'm thinking of Santa Cruz and tan, sandal feet.

For just a few minutes I escape from the noise.

Seventeen on the boardwalk flirting with boys

That sweet, coconut smell, sand everywhere.

A fit, tan size 5 without any cares.

But then a small voice yanks me off of the beach.

Someone wants a snack and her arms will not reach. 

The dogs are barking,  cartoons are on. 

My time at the beach is now suddenly gone. 

I wish everyone could go outside and play.

Being mom can be hard on a a day like today.