Children all around the country have summer on their minds. Some children are already out of school, while others are waiting, waiting, waiting for the anticipated Last Day of School. I'm grateful we have 2 1/2 more weeks left of school. It gives me some time to figure out summer activities, summer reading, math refreshers, and good ole summer fun.
I'm not into the full day or overnight summer camps. I hear they're wonderful, but I like to keep my children close by. They're growing so fast, and I don't want to miss a beautiful smile, a boisterous laugh, a funny joke, a special dance, or those incredible hugs and kisses. So, my kids are gonna hang out with me this summer, and they're gonna enjoy it!
I found this poem by Sharon Olds, and just fell in love with it. It is just wonderful.
The Month of June: 13 1/2
by Sharon Olds
by Sharon Olds
As our daughter approaches graduation and
puberty at the same time, at her
own, calm, deliberate, serious rate,
she begins to kick up her heels, jazz out her
hands, thrust out her hipbones, chant
I’m great! I’m great! She feels 8th grade coming
open around her, a chrysalis cracking and
letting her out, it falls behind her and
joins the other husks on the ground,
7th grade, 6th grade, the
magenta rind of 5th grade, the
hard jacket of 4th when she had so much pain,
3rd grade, 2nd, the dim cocoon of
1st grade back there somewhere on the path, and
kindergarten like a strip of thumb-suck blanket
taken from the actual blanket they wrapped her in at birth.
Suzanne over at Adventures of Daily Living is heading up the Poetry Friday Roundup today. Go right on over and join in!