Friday, June 07, 2013
Poetry Friday: The Day After the Last Day of School
The Day After the Last Day of School
It's like you've been on a long hike
through deep mud
in boots that don't fit
with a pack that has gotten progressively heavier
(the weight was added gradually;
you didn't notice so much).
Then suddenly before you
there is a grassy meadow
a cool brook
tall trees and deep shade.
The pack evaporates,
the muddy boots disappear.
With the weight gone, it feels like you are floating.
You are very tired.
You lean back against a welcoming tree and sleep.
You dream of hiking.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2013
Happy end of the school year to all who've gotten there! I hope your final gift was not the gift of one more round of the "class crud" (mine was).
Now comes "The Long Weekend." Time enough for friends and family, for reading and writing, for professional learning, for making plans for the next big hike (how to keep that pack lighter, finding boots that fit better, looking for a path that stays on higher ground...)
Tabatha has the Poetry Friday Roundup today at The Opposite of Indifference.
If you'd like to sign up for a Poetry Friday Roundup slot for July-December 2013, the calendar is here.