Short Wetsuit Poems

Bewildered Mother

Had 6 she did. One at a time. 
Worried about one…most of the time. 
One had their own set of rules too. 
Early on realized school was a bore.
Overnight a scouting uniform turned into a wetsuit.
It takes much longer to turn a wrench into a paintbrush.
Seems absconding normalcy is fun to do and watch.
A mother’s bewilderment turns to understanding.