Mama

The kids throw tantrums,

The evil cats have taken their toys,

Now they have nothing to enjoy,

But mom is oblivious,

Which is obvious of her,

Sitting on her wooden chair;

an antique souvenir,

With her flashlight on;

her vision is poor in dim light,

Drinking a cup of juice,

Saying its good for her vitamins,

While reading dragon stories,

And how its scorching fire will burn the evil ones,

and engulf the universe,

Now she silently atones for her kids.