Monday, September 28

Before School (a poem)

Getting dressed in the morning, it simplifies life.

Selecting an outfit causes me no strife.

I look at my closet and grab something plaid,

Or maybe my khakis, that’ll make me glad.

Then, I put on a white polo shirt,

It always complements the pleated plaid skirt.

If it's cold outside, I might take a jacket or sweater.

Come to think of it, a sweatshirt would be better.

Because I’m a senior, it can be navy OR green,

And that’s what’s it’s like in my uniform routine.

No comments:

Post a Comment