Motherhood
Still the most beautiful career in the world a verse by Harry Gorman |
Behold today's young mother; She works from nine to five Then dashes home to verify Her kids are still alive. | Liberated women shout That staying at home's a bore: They're wrong as anyone can see 'Cause motherhood's no chore. |
Scoops them up at daycare: Sends nanny on her way, Whips up a hasty supper Tells the kids to play | Don't complain that mothering Leaves little time to play Even lowly chimpanzees Watch their baby chimps all day. |
When you come home all tired out From stressful days at work How can you be a mother-wife? Love's duty you must shirk. | Don't be a slave to fashion, Don't yield to every whim Food on golden platters Tastes no better than on tin. |
When a child is very young (a most important time) Not bonding with a mother Is a maternal crime. | Costly paintings on the walls Or jewels around your neck Cannot compare in value With a family, by heck. |
But if you work to pay the bills, 'Cause everything's so high, That reason for career is The only one to buy. | A mother's love, that priceless gift A nanny can't supply If you won't raise your kids yourself It's hardly wise to try. |
But if you work for useless frills, What some regard as pleasure, Choose instead a simpler life Your family is your treasure. | Once your child is old enough To trust all on its own You've taught the proper values No wild oats to be sown. |
TV sets in every room, Three cars in the garage Without a loving family It's all a fool's mirage. | Then to find "fulfillment" You seek a new career By all means go and find it No critics need you fear. |
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