Sometimes when I can't form a real thought, I write a poem. Strange, you say? Alright, maybe a little...
Its that time again,
oh yes, it is true.
Summer is now ending,
the days left are just a few.
We've played at the pool,
day in and day out.
You kiddos swam and swam,
it was a place to scream and shout.
You always brought your goggles,
even though sometimes they would leak.
And when you'd have enough of that,
you'd play hide 'n seek.
We hung out with friends,
both old ones and new.
They laughed at our crazy group,
and called me "The Woman In The Shoe".