I'm sharing with my tens of readers and SOL Community today.
Leading to drenching rains
During football, soccer games.
It's stressful, exhausted teachers
Wrangling unwilling learners
Presenting the same old curriculum
Word smithed by think tank wanna-bes
Yet, I have always found joy in this season,
Crisp mornings and sun-kissed afternoons,
Familiar sweaters retrieved from closet repose,
School jitters transitioning into learning,
A week filled with very special birthdays,
Plus, a message, "I'm home!"
Filling my heart with happiness, hope.
6 comments:
Although I’ve been retired four years (already!), this feels familiar! I really like the format, too.
Thanks for the hopeful, happy second stanza. The beginning of the school year is such a grind. There is a turn of the season, though, that is wonderful.
"Yet I have always found joy in the season..." May that homecoming happiness carry you through. There is joy when you least expect it, I hope!
It feels extra confused this year with temperatures that lingered into the triple digits where I live until just last week. I’m glad you highlighted the highs and the lows—like everything, we have to embrace the bad right along with the good.
"Same old curriculum wordsmith by think tank wannabes" was brilliant! And oh oh so correct.
Anita, Autumn is a season I enjoy more now that I'm retired than I ever have. I love your line, I love (and cannot wait for) crispy Autumn mornings and sun-kissed afternoons!
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