When the birds are spackling
And the pool jets can’t tell time,
My Mom wakes up
And is always an hour behind.
My Dad is snoring
And he thinks it’s morning at night,
My snake isn’t sleeping
So he goes a creepin’ to bite,
The house is creaking while we’re sleeping
And in school I’m waiting in line,
For the school’s last bell to chime.
The Yankees rule and the Marlins drool,
And in New Jersey it’s very cool!
Living in Florida is such a breeze,
And if you want you can go eat cheese.
Red ants make you dance.
Like a lobster in your pants!
Fishing’s fun unless you caught none!
And here’s my poem,
Now can I go home?
Original poem by my son who loves cheese, snakes, the Yankees!
Love your photos & read a few of your articles.
Great work! Keep sending light into the world
& keep us encouraged!
Thanks for the encouragement! You’re more special to me than I can say…so blessed that I prayed for a sister!!