It’s that time of year! For the first time in a very long time, I won’t be going back to school. I’m not sure how I feel about that. But for all of you who are, or have children who are, here’s todays Waxing Poetic poem:
Back to School
by Aileen Fischer
When the summer smells like apples
and shadows feel cool
and falling leaves make dapples
of color on the pool
and wind is in the maples
and sweaters are the rule
and hazy days spell lazy ways,
it’s hard to go to school.
But, I go!
For more adorable pictures of the back to school party above, go here.
Every Wednesday, I indulge my English Lit minor by sharing an inspirational poem. Share your favorite poem in the comments, it could end up on a future Waxing Poetic Wednesday!
