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Read Poems by Brianna Picard

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Twas the day before summer

Twas the night before summer
and all through the house
all the kids were jumping
even my spouse!

The bikes were pumped
and the lawns were mowed
the chalk was opened
to write hopscotch code.

My house was a disaster
with mud in every nook
all the shoes in disaray
not a coat on a hook

Try as I might I just
could not get my kids
to pick up anything
not even toy lids!

Then a commotion met my ear,
little Rachel had fallen down
She had tried to copy Jason
Who was being a big clown.

The crying stopped everyones
big summer rush
poor little Jason, soon his tears
started to gush.

I picked up little Rachel
I held her closely tight
I dried her little tears
and made everything right.


Amidst all the summer glee
I learned that the mess
was not that important
but to be childlike was blessed.

Twas the night before summer
and all through the house
All the kids were jumping
even my husbands spouse.

** Based on Twas the night before christmas

Copyright © Brianna Picard | Year Posted 2014

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  1. Date: 2/13/2016 10:10:00 AM

    bri, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
  1. Date: 5/21/2014 10:33:00 AM

    Brianna, i love the flow here...... XOX~ Love Linda
  1. Date: 5/21/2014 10:11:00 AM

    very awesome parody.... I think that is what it is called. anyways it gave me good laugh.

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