The many hats I wear

The many hats I wear  

I wear many hats up on my one head.  

Sometimes it's hard to figure out the order.

First one mom, Second one maid, Third one keeper.

Now forth one clean kitchen, bath or is it bed.

I wear many hats up on my one head.

Sometimes they are all business, 

Sometimes they are all messy, 

Sometimes they are all smashed, crushed and torn,

But never are they fancy, this I rarely dread.

Kirsten Walsh