I tell him to go to sleep,
But he sits there on the sofa,
I tell him to clean his room,
But I see him outside with his friends.
I scream at him to do his homework,
But he's on the phone, lauphing.
One day I willl take his sofa,
Friends and phone,
And he will cry,
And I'll feel bad indside,
Till I give him everything back.
One day I will walk into his room,
And he for the first time,
Will be doing his homework.
And then I'll wake up from a deep sleep,
Wake up from my favorite dream.
Very cute funny poem. I can't wait to have children.