I haven’t posted poetry in a while and would like to share this memory with you. Writing instantly put me back in the space of childhood. Let me know what your family fun day was like growing up! Enjoy #poetry #SLiM
Fridays
Smiles plastered as book bags drop
Plop plop YAY
Blankets gather together to see
Today is your pick, next week it’s on me
Cheese, butter, sweet, cold
No matter our age it never gets old
Family means you plus me plus time
We laugh until the sun runs behind the moon
Until our tummy looks full bloom
This is our day when work stands still
And anything serious gets forgotten
And being together is our thrill
A movie, a game, it doesn’t really matter
Listening, sharing, and admiring our smiles stuck on like plaster.