One door is closing
While another one opens
A new adventure.
The kids find their seat
When the school bell rings.
Mom sips coffee
Kids begin to stir
And the house comes alive
Mom starts to gulp her coffee
Make the breakfast and pack the lunch
The kids get dressed and gather their things
School is in session; time to rock and roll.
I will trade you my
Peanut butter and jelly
for your Swiss cake roll
Carrying a backpack that is twice his size
He gets caught in the buckles and buttons and ties.
Hearing the bell ring, into the classroom he zips,
Bumping into the teacher he stumbles and trips.
For clumsiest class entry, he takes home first prize.
The start of first grade
Seems daunting, instead it is