‘Twas the Night Before Kindergarten

08/20/2012 By Shawn Burns


‘Twas the night before kindergarten

And throughout the home

All the parents were dreaming

Of days all alone.


The lunches were packed

In their boxes with care

By good moms and dads

Who were battling despair.



What to do with their days?

They had not a clue.

They planned out the ways

They’d find work to do.


But they couldn’t replace

All those sounds they would miss.

Or the games they would play,

All those owies they’d kiss.


“My babies are grown!”

Cried the one to the other.

“Not yet,”  came the thought,


“There is another.”


Two more years, chocolate face. Grow up slowly. Your parents can’t handle it.