Tuesday, December 8, 2009

On a Goose Chase or a Quest

Young Mommy Me, when
She wanted to rest,
Would dash off to yoga
In her fine Nissan Quest.

A gander too messy, in
A life filled with poo,
From the tips of her nails,
To the sole of her shoe.

The Quest is much better,
Like a symbol each day,
Of the journey of Motherhood,
Now, up and away!

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