A Mother’s Version of Imagine

(with apologies to John Lennon)

Imagine there’s no crying
It’s easy if you try
No toys scattered below us
Above us only wine
Imagine all the mothers
A little less crazy

Imagine there’s no crankiness
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to scream or cry for
And no back-talking too
Imagine all the mothers
Having just one day of peace

You may see that I’m a mother
Mistreated and maligned
Maybe one day you’ll join me
You too can lose your mind

Imagine no bickering
I wonder if you can
No need for timeouts
Or fighting in the van
Imagine all the children
Sharing all the toys

You may see that I’m a mother
Mistreated and maligned
Maybe one day you’ll join me
You too can lose your mind