(a form change poem with thanks to Bobbi Katz for “What Shall I Pack in the Box Marked ‘Summer’?)
I will pack my bathing suit,
And I will pack the big, blue pool.
I will pack my shorts and my t-shirts;
I will pack my beach toys in too.
I will pack the nice taste of lemonade and the ice cubes.
I will pack the smell of smoke and bonfires.
Oh, I love summer!
But I love fall too,
So . . . .
I will get out my long johns and my sweatshirt and my fall hats.
I will stop putting tick remover on,
And I’ll start to not worry about them anymore.
I love summer and fall so much,
So I will write a note that says, “Don’t forget
For as long as I live!”