To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!
Click Here To add this poem to your "Voting Possibilities" list!
The Joys of Having Boys Oh,the joys of having boys Dirty jeans and lots of noise. Rocks in pockets and in shoes. We never know which socks are whose. Imagine the fun a few sons can bring. They're always busy not doing a thing. Bikes and skateboards clutter the yard. Putting them up just seems too hard. Playing basketball in the park. Making the neighbors dogs start to bark. Catching crawdads in the creek. Chasing girls until they shriek. Playing Nintendo till their thumbs are sore. Having boys is never a bore. |
Additional Notes:
Dedicated to my three sons ages
, 10, and 6.
Sorry, there are no critiques for this poem in our system... If the poem is older, the critiques have been purged!