Tropical Smile

Wakes up at four like a domestic

Prays as morning dew pollinates twig
Takes almost run steps for best vegetable
To dish up morning sincerity on table

When the sun begins to peek
On the floor she swings broomstick
Ignore her cowlick and hick
Shell wake children of goldbrick

Mother doesnt eat the breakfast she made
Chooses just to enjoy its aftertaste
But children make pigswill before finish
Then its time for mother to accomplish

A mother is a professional multitasker
Every day she brings morning duties on her shoulder
No time to complain about children abandonment
Even always gives her best tropical smile to them

By Shinta Arum Suffia, 2014