Day 13 – March SOLSC #sol17
This poem is an attempt at capturing my chaotic morning without just writing a narrative. After a long day of thinking and rubric writing, I’m a little surprised that I’m not taking the “easy” way. I love Poetry, but I’m definitely not as comfortable writing it. I’m getting there though. Baby steps.
Too much snoozing
Running around like a lunatic
Sleepy, cranky, whiney daughter
“Come on we have to get to Grandma’s”
Dragged her out in her pajamas
Rushing down the stairs – why do we live on the 3rd floor?
Bags in one hand, daughter’s hand in the other
Frantically get everything into the car – seat belts on!
Car roars to life
Beep beep beep – Warning!!!
Oh no! Very, very, very low tire pressure
No time to deal with tires
Off to Grandma’s we go
Quickly switch cars
Check the time – ahhh!
Feel the panic building – But…
Can’t leave without my coffee
Finally in the car
Off I go – no speeding
Fingers crossed the traffic isn’t too bad
Pull into the parking lot
Only 10 minutes late
Grab my bags and go
Time to work on writing rubrics
Find a seat, take a deep breath
Wow! It’s 8:45 and I’m exhausted – Thank you daylight saving time
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