Go to bed....
To my teenage daughter..
Please, please lower your tone....
Your mother can’t sleep cuz your on your phone.
I toss and I turn in hopes of some silence,
But in my mind I know this will turn to violence.
I warned you once, I told you twice...
Get off the phone now or I promise this won’t end nice.
At last it’s quiet and I can sleep...
My mind can rest as I count the sheep.
Are you for real? It’s three A.M.
Did you really have to wake me again?
Give me your phone, and go to bed.
Maybe next time you will listen to what I said.
(2014)
