I hear them making their Saturday morning noise
I get up with attitude tripping over their toys
the room becomes deadly quiet when they realize I'm here
as silent as a graveyard and there is no cheer
I began my rant and the curses flew
pick up your toys what's wrong with you
the dog stops barking and cowers in his cage
he also fears my early morning rage
I look around the room I can smell the fear
I see the big one whisper in the little one's ear
it will be alright I'll take care of this
calm down mom come over here and sit
I was reluctant but I followed his lead
he brought me a cup of coffee and I sipped with glee
the monster was leaving and I was almost myself
I said I'm glad you're my kids you guys are the best
the coffee was calming and the kids were okay
I knew it was the beginning of a beautiful day