“Kevin’s Bedtime”
Jennifer Leigh Moerschel
My mom says that
eight is too late
For me to go to bed.
So at seven I
hear,
“Kevin it’s time
to go to sleep”, instead.
Over and over she
has heard my plea,
“Tonight, I should go to bed at eight,
It is not too late for me!”
But my mom never
budges; she never gives in!
It is always the
same, this argument I cannot win!
So into bed I
woefully go.
I cannot fall asleep at seven;
I have told her
so.
I try to get
comfortable; I try to rest…
But...
My sheets feel
scratchy!
My pajamas are too
tight!
My pillow is not
fluffy!
Things just don’t
feel right!
My throat is
thirsty.
My leg has a pain.
Did I finish my
Math homework?
Is that the pitter patter of rain?
The moon coming
through my window,
Is a little bit too
bright.
My birthday is
coming soon.
Did I tell mom
about the kite?
Round and round
and round they go
Till all my
thoughts are tired.
Everything that has happened today,
And many events
prior.
Wearily, I turn
over, and what do I see to my surprise?
It is exactly eight
o’clock as I close my eyes.
I thought that I was so smart, and knew what was best,
But now I understand my
mom’s secret quest!
If I am to drift
off to sleep at eight,
Kevin must go to
bed at seven.
Finally, I have
that straight!
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