Every morning I wake up
early for a morning cleanse
then feet like thunder rumbling through the doors 
I sigh as another day begins

Big bad blizzards are bittersweet
because no kids for a week
except there is a chilling snow
covering everything from head to toe

Every week two days off 
no feet no yelling no sweep sweep sweep
those are two most glorious days
of no thunderous daze
coming every 50 minutes
relaxing for the weekend