(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!”