a poem in my pocket

Swift summer spent, we know it’s back to school

when FedEx truck delivers loads of books.

To study here at home we think it’s cool

yet clueless people give us funny looks

because we never worry what we wear;

Change out of your pajamas, I must ask

then after chores, at least please comb your hair;

put on proud smile, you’re always top of class!

Peer pressure is a concept we don’t know

though sibling rivalry we understand.

Real life relationships can bloom and grow

when we learn side by side, walk hand in hand.

If there’s one thing home school deprived of us

we’d like, just once, to ride in yellow bus!
 

Linking to dVerse poetics where Gabriella’s prompt is “back to school”