Poetry Friday

Summertime Mommy

by Sarah Amick

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

Irritated as I pick up the clutter of a crazy summer day;

flip flops, wet suits, children at play.

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

As kids stay awak, at all hours of the night;

breakfast, lunch, let's just eat light.

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

"I'm bored," two weeks in my children complain;

Play doh, Chutes N' Ladders, and a day filled with rain.

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

Putting on my swimsuit, to go to the pool;

splashing, diving, and water that's cool.

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

My kids filled with sugary treats, carried in a pack;

granola bars, fruit chews, an afternoon snack.

"Relax, it's summertime," I hear myself say,

Saddened in August buying new school supplies;

book bags, glue sticks, and my how time flies!

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