Renee Tidmore - The Welcome Mat

We teach our children to respect others,
It is something we come to expect.
It seems that the older they become,
The manners they tend to forget.

I am tired of being your welcome mat.
I am tired of being your personal slave.
I know these things I did not teach you,
I showed you how you should behave.

You yell at me as if I do not matter.
You make mistakes and blame me.
I think you should look closely in the mirror,
Your mistakes are on you, not on me.

I ask for consideration of my plans,
You stand me up nearly every time.
For you say you have things to do
Forget that I have mine.

Renee Tidmore

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