Mamma at the dentist!
She said her tooth was hurting,
She couldn’t enjoy her cup of chai anymore.
And so after a lot of nagging
To the dentist she agreed to go.
The appointment was at 7,
But she just had to finish one more chore.
Till I finally lost my patience,
And almost dragged her out of the door.
She sat in the chair, oh so rigid,
Her hands tightly clenched at her side.
As she saw him select a needle
Her eyes with fear went wide.
“Is it going to hurt me a lot?”
She gave a low plaintive cry
“No, you know it won’t. Don’t worry.”
To reassure her I did try.
“Now hush and be calm,” I said
“It will only take a while
We’ll get some ice cream later.”
And finally mamma did smile!
Getting mom to the dentist
Is a drama everyday
I think she’s taking her revenge
For the those long forgotten days.
When we were the ones throwing tantrums
And she was the one to cajole
Oh yes when mom turns 77,
There is a reversal of roles!