Uh oh, when Mommy’s on her knees
in front of me it’s clear,
she has something that she wants to say
that I won’t want to hear.
(Did I hit my sister?
Did I maybe tell a lie?
Did I forget to make my bed?)
This time, I don’t know why.
At least she doesn’t stand and yell
the way some grownups do,
or get right in my face
to tell me what to do …
(Did I spill my milk?
Did I do bad in school?
Did I forget to clean a mess?
Did I somehow break a rule?)
Sometimes, I know what I did wrong
and I tell her, there and then.
It helps to say I’m sorry
and I won’t do that again,
but this time, I don’t have a clue
to what I might have done.
Hey … I just got a hug and kiss!
This time it was just for fun!
C.J. Heck
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/uh-oh-children/
