My Kids Wouldn’t Understand

They would and should need an explanation 

Why is Mommy this way and

Will she love me today? 

Will the Mommy I know come out to play? 

My kids could never 

I wouldn’t make them 

They should request cake all day 

I could bake and give them

& give them what they want 

Though, Mommy can’t get up 

Mommy cannot flaunt

I can give you anything you please 

Except, of course, a piece of me 

Anything you want 

Can’t fill you with glee 

How devastating and disappointing

Seeing death in my dreams

My babies are a maybe 

Not a yes or a no 

I realized today 

I shouldn’t have them 

That’s just the way things go