"MY MOTHER'S VOICE"
"MY MOTHER'S VOICE"
How many times of late
Do I hear her voice
Is this fate?
Maybe it's from being a parent of a teen
I find myself yelling
"Turn down the music, that' not my scene!"
Lights and things left on all over the house
Constantly reminding him I don't own the electric company
At least mom had the back-up of her spouse
It pisses me off when he just rolls his eyes
Like he knows it all and I am rendered stupid
My ignorance is apparently on the rise
My bestfriend and I bitch on the phone
Again sounding just like my mother
Complaining about his tone
I was such a bad ass teen
I got a secret thrill to bring tears to my mom's eyes
Says a lot about me, yeah, that was really obscene
Just this morning he had me in tears
Then had the nerve to ask what was the matter
I thought he was the "smart" one, with all of his years
Maybe I'll never quite see eye to eye
Each time I hear her voice come from my mouth
All I can do is a heavy sigh
I don't know about teens this day and age
We would've got knocked on our ass
If we backtalked our folks, a war it would wage
I'd love to slap that grin from his face
Not quite fourteen and knows it all
So defiant, he has got some friggen case!
That's ok, one day he'll have one just like him
Mom wished this on me also, it came true
Now I hope it wasn't just a whim!
Dori 06aug/09
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