school day

She came in quietly

Sat on his bed

Wake up sleepyhead she whispered

Shaking his shoulders gently

He rolls over

Weary-eyed

Saying

I don’t like school mom

I don’t wanna go in today

She sighs

You gotta get up, we gotta go to school love

Getting up off edge of bed

Breakfast on the stove in the kitchen

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