Friday, March 18, 2016

Life in Haiku

March 18:  
  
Cupcakes, soft and sweet,
Icing piled high upon top
I resist, then eat.



Six weeks to teach class
Hard work, late nights, stress galore.  
Slowly, it does pass. 


My "mole" is not a mole. 
My foot is healthy and well,
but for the little hole.

2 comments:

Jennifer McArthur said...

I love your poems! I love your creative posts! I am always uplifted and entertained by your family's adventures!

Rachel said...

oh! You are a riot! Love the poetry!

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