Twas the Night Before School Starts
Twas the night before school starts, when all through the house
not a child was stirring, not even my spouse.
The backpacks were hung, in the mudroom with ease,
in the hopes our first morning, would be but a breeze.
The girls were both restless, alone in their beds
visions of homework crowded their heads.
While dad in his boxers, had called it a night
I in my pj’s couldn’t turn out the light.
Then out of my head, there arose such a clatter
I thought to myself, what the hell was the matter?
Over the hum of the dryer, and the washer’s soft swish
It suddenly became clear, that I’d gotten my wish.
After hours of driving, and long afternoons
bored children fighting, about games and cartoons.
My sanity had vanished, in the summer’s long stay
I remember now wishing, they would both go away.
Smiles and giggles sprung from my face,
as I danced through the kitchen, with ease and grace.
Because after breakfast, buses, and tea
I would have my house, completely kid free.
Now groceries! Now errands! Now showers and hair!
On writing! On workouts! On lunch, I’ll be there!
Without piles of crap and toys on the floor
I wouldn’t be embarrassed if someone came to the door.
And then in an instant, I saw my days pass
my sweet tiny babies’ first steps in the grass.
Their chubby little cheeks, fingers and toes
laughing and playing, where is your nose?
I choked back a sob, with a tear in my eye
the summer is now over, how did time fly?
They’re much too little to grow up this fast
There has to be a way, to make this all last.
I snuck up the stairs, and turned out the light.
kissed two sleepy heads, and tucked them in tight.
No more will I wish, for these days to flee
But hold my children, all the more closer to me.
on Sep. 4, 2012 at 11:50 AM