nest, rest, flight, sight, flower, hour, wing, singHere is my delightful work accomplished at the reference desk in between patrons’ questions. (What is it with these people at the library and their needs? Yeesh.) Oh, and I switched flower and hour and made them plural. Can I do that? Anyway, here goes nothing.
One day my girls will leave the nest,Round-up of Poetry Friday takes place at Big A, little a.
And I’ll have time to clean and rest.
I’ll cheer them on as they take flight,
But while I have them in my sight...
Shirking chores, we’ll splurge these hours
On riding bikes, picking flowers,
Studying a dragonfly wing,
Reading outside as crickets sing.