A poem while my daughter sleeps

There once was a family of three

They lived in a small house you see,

One day the mom thought to herself my house is a mess

and I'm full of stress when will it ever

get clean?

The baby cried for a nap

and so together they sat on the couch

at a quarter to three.

As the baby closed her eyes and let out a sigh

the mom realized

how she loved her family of three.

She couldn't care less that her house

was a mess

or all of the stress

for she was as happy as can

be!