NaPoWriMo Day #4- Johnny, Come Home to Dinner!

 

Johnny, Come Home to Dinner!

Mother sings in a minor key,

“Johnny, come home to dinner!”

But it isn’t dark yet

And he doesn’t want a bath

“Johnny, come home to dinner!”

But the guys are playing bat and ball

And the grass is springy under his feet

“Johnny, come home to dinner!”

But in the shadows the fireflies blink

And he wants to ride his bike

“Johnny, come home to dinner!”

But he wants to play

And he doesn’t want to go—

“JOHNNY!

 COME HOME TO DINNER!”

But his stomach grumbles

And he can play tomorrow

“Coming!”

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About debbiewritesstuff

I am a wife and mom in Minnesota with more than enough things to think about! For the past two years I have served with AmeriCorps, last year I helped children from grades K-3 with their reading through Minnesota Reading Corps. This past school year I taught social and emotional skills to preschool children through the LEAP Initiative in Southern Minnesota. I've been working on my own writing endeavors for a little while now: a novel that I have put on the backburner and poetry. I have a Master's degree Counseling and Psychological Services. I love history, family stories, taking pictures, singing in the church choir, reading, tracing the family tree, and oh, yes writing. I also love 'likes' and comments on my blog and I am tickled when someone chooses to 'follow me.'
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