Published on Academy of American Poets (https://poets.org)


Some Things Don't Make Any Sense at All

My mom says I'm her sugarplum.
My mom says I'm her lamb.
My mom says I'm completely perfect
Just the way I am.
My mom says I'm a super-special wonderful terrific little guy.
My mom just had another baby.
Why?

Credit


From If I Were in Charge of the World and Other Worries . . ., published by Macmillan, 1981. Used with permission.

Author


Judith Viorst

Born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1931, Judith Viorst is the author of many works of poetry and prose both for children and adults

Date Published: 1981-01-01

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/some-things-dont-make-any-sense-all