Bedtime

When the day is sinking low
And dusk begins its deepening glow 

Children get their second wind
Thinking day has begun again

Rowdiness and shouts of play
Causes parents to begin to sway

Stop!  Be still!
They try instill

But kids don’t stop; it’s too much fun
They’re sure they’re seeing Mr. Sun

Jumping beans upon the bed
Make Mom and Dad grab their heads 

Racing and chasing and half undressed
Their eyes are wild like something obsessed 

“Come”, Mom says, “let’s read a book.”
“Let’s quiet down, here take a look.”

When Mom begins with her soothing voice,
Kids’ heads nod as if they have no choice

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  1. Oh, I remember those days–the more tired they are, the more rambunctious they get. Isn’t that the reverse of some law of physics? It sure doesn’t work that way for me now!

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    • There’s something about the sun going down that makes kids squirrelly…I noticed that with my kids too. I’m with you, I’m far past those days of getting a second wind like that!

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  2. Gayle – I am experiencing this exact response this week as I take care of my niece for my sister. Yikes … where does the energy come from? Great verse! 🙂

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    • I don’t know where that energy comes from but it’s something to behold that’s for sure! Glad you could relate, Becca. 🙂

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  3. Lovely poem! 🙂

    FYI: I’ve nominated you for the ABC Blogger Award! 🙂 Here is the link: http://kweschn.wordpress.com/2012/02/14/abc-for-me-abc-for-you/ 🙂

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    • Well thank you…that’s very kind of you. But just so you know, sometimes when I accept awards, I tweak the rules of acceptance….hope you don’t mind. 🙂

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  4. I remember those days (not sure if I miss them or not!)

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  5. Lol…that picture made me grin! Nicely done poem to go with it, too – what fun it was being a kid!

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  6. so very true!

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  7. Ah… I actually still need a soothing voice to fall asleep.. I have ebooks to help me. But I do not jump around quite so much.

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    • I can see how a soothing voice on an ebook could lull you to sleep. And I’m sure your wife appreciates that you don’t jump around quite so much. 😉

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  8. Aww very sweet. You know you could make a lot of cash after the kids grow up, go out and read grown ups stories until they fall asleep

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  9. Ha, so very true! It always seems like children get their second wind JUST before bedtime.

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  10. This is such a good example of how rhyming/meter and children’s poetry just scream for humor. Good one, Gayle.

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    • Thank you, Victoria. Anything that has to do with children’s writing does scream for humor. Children are all about fun and having a good time…and laughing.

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  11. I recall those times when the kids were young, so energetic just before sleeping ~ And my daughter also insisted on reading her a book even if she has heard it night after night ~

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    • Yes, they really did get a second wind at bedtime. And children seem to love repetition. I think it’s soothing to them.

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  12. Such a sweet share 😀

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  13. Once upon a time spunk lives..
    Once upon a time spunk dies..
    Once upon now..
    pills start..
    screens stop..
    classes stop..
    children stop..
    die
    younger
    later of
    not
    tHeir
    chooSinG..
    It’s already happening
    when pills provide life
    support early.. sad..
    just sad
    sad..
    saD…:)

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  14. A mother’s magic calm!

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  15. Yep, something about the evening reawakens the energy buzz for kids. Thank goodness for books and Moms who read to their kids.

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