‘Twas the night before school starts and all through the house,
The bedroom lights were off, not a click of a mouse.
The kids were all nestled, somewhat snug in their beds,
While visions of homework danced in their heads.
The backpacks were hung by the garage door with care.
And Ma hoped that everything they needed was in there.
The girl was all giddy- kindergarten at last!
Her pre-school years, left in the past.
The boy was much calmer, his friends he did miss.
To be in third grade, a big kid, was bliss.
Pa is a teacher, so he whimpered a bit.
His three months off were a bust, a summer of sh*t.
His daughter’s leg broken, his son sometimes sick,
A new dog who shed, an old one who pissed.
Perhaps his classroom wasn’t so bad.
For the first time in years, he was actually glad
To go back to the grind with far less disasters,
At least, for now, he was getting paid for his masters!
The lunches are packed, one week in advance.
The clothes are all ironed, no room for chance.
Ma is all happy- back to a routine!
There’s less time for fighting and kids being mean.
The click of the remote when “Entourage” was done,
Signaled the end of a summer that wasn’t much fun.
Quick good night kisses and eyes closed tight,
Happy School Year to all and to all a good night