My Dear Boys

You both keep me on my toes
make me throw away caution,
its easy to fall for those puppy eyes
and give in to your notions;

I'm the one happy to send
you boys out into the world,
but fail miserably and stalk your path
for anything that can hurt;

I loose myself dreaming
your future, knowing what you can do,
and be the very same old lady
who gets frustrated and broods;

Yes I get overly worried
when you boys aren't back home in time,
though I am sorry, always ready
to blast you for the crime;

I can't help but pour my concern
love and words, trying to make you better,
just know, that you boys are the lantern
for this poor mother.