rhyme time

wasting time
trying to rhyme
is no crime
though not sublime
is a past-time
that i'm
doing in meantime

new school year

the start of a new school year
I can't believe it's already here

I'm not sure that I can bear
all the craziness that is in the air

not much time left for son at home
I guess it's just mommy syndrome

soon enough the year will be done
and I'll wonder where it has gone

plodding along

don't know what lies ahead
sometimes I feel better off dead

things are tough and it often seems
I just want to escape in my dreams

but it can't be done, not for real
so I stick it out until

the end is here, don't know when
but keep plodding until then