Back to School: Through before I’ve Started

My feet hurt

Ive been at school all day

Labeling

And the laminator was a lionator

The more things change,

the more I hide away

deflated

too tired to care

about the Meet and

Greet

Cuz all the while

the blessed PTA and givers

of gift cards prattle on

I will be wishing on

an Olympic size ice bath

for these feet

and wondering

who among us is without sin

will throw the first dodge ball

Between snacks

and sleuths

and who’s with who

grade level and classroom

But all I really want to know is

WHO stole the ball pump

and when can I go home

and leave

this waning smile behind

 

 

 

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About hrobertson2013

“Each man ( and mermaid) will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land”. Isa 32:2 NIV Warning: The author of this blog is not an ordinary individual. Even Mermaids need a rest from all that's real and grown up. Welcome to the wonder of blog. Come be audience to all that's wet and wild in her stories, poems and thoughts. Instructor by day, super hero by night, and mystical mermaid by summer. Whenever she has the fortune of diving into a pond, reservoir, or mountain waterfall, you'll find her there swimming, and singing songs of life.
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