A Parent’s Ode to Spring Break

(My sincerest apologies to the late, great John Denver…)

All their bags were packed
They’re ready to go
I’m standin’ here in the living room
I hate to wake them up to say “it’s time.”
But their break is over
It’s time to go
The bus is waitin’
He’s blowin’ his horn
Already I’m so sad to see them go

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you packed your stuff
Call me when you get back to your campus
‘Cause break’s over; where’d the time go?
Don’t know how it went by so fast.
Oh boys, promise that you’ll call.

There’s so many meals I didn’t make you
So many times we got take out
I tell you now, cookies are in the mail.
Every room I cleaned, they’re all messed up
Every load I washed is dirtied again
When you come back, I’ll have you do it all.

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that I can relax
Leave me to my red wine and chocolate
Cause break’s over, I can write again
Hope I didn’t miss my deadline
When you come back, I’ll sign my book for you.

boys 1Now the time has come to worry
About the things
I can’t control
You’re getting old
Right before my eyes
Dream about the days to come
When you will start out on your own
About the times, I’ll come visit you.

So kiss me and smile for me
Take with you fun memories
Like the times we played Monopoly
‘Cause break’s over, routine’s resume again
Can’t say I’ll miss the laundry
Oh boys, I love you so.

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One thought on “A Parent’s Ode to Spring Break

  1. Having gone through spring breaks a generation ago, I know how you feel….and how I appreciate the time we do have with the “breakers” during this precious week.

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