Summer Solstice

Summer Solstice how have you been
Autumn, winter, and spring are now in the wind
I worked out so I can look good for you summer
And worked all year so we can have fun summer
You turn another year 6/20 or 6/21
Ether way lets party till the party’s done
Lets us become independent on7/4
And put sparks in the air like never before
Well go to the summer festivals
And do the summer rituals
I cant help it its habitual
Now its fin, summer I wish you could stay
Back to work no time for play
And ill always be ready for summer by the end of may.

Mother's day poem

When we started our bound I made you sick every day
I made your stomach round and strange food to crave
I made your feet swell and gave you back aches
I gave you stretch marks on your stomach and kicked it throughout the day
I stated in you for 9 months just to come out and cry
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

Farther's day poem

Hey dad I didn’t know what to get you
So when you read this, you might need some tissue
I know raising me was joy and pain
So if you have time lets walk down memory lane
Remember we used to play with each other through mommy’s stomach
And when I was two you tossed me in the air and I loved it
Remember teaching me how to play sports
And how you felt the first time I scored
Remember us playing video games late
And asking can you take me to pick up this girl for a date
Now I have kids of my own
And know how to be a father because you set the tone
You are a dad that deserves this day
From your grand children and your son, HAPPY FARTHER’S DAY

Villanelle

I can’t tell if it’s a nightmare, or a fairytale of  wealth
See waking up in reality get harder when you cant see progress
And working on my physical fitness does not equal good health

It’s my ambition that keeps me going when my stomach talks of missed meal cramps
The road of the straight and narrow becomes wide when you chase success
I can’t tell if it’s a nightmare, or a fairytale of  wealth

I put the cloths in the dryer last night and their still damp
No matter how hard you prepare for it theirs obstacles in life’s contests
And working on my physical fitness does not equal good health

I spent my check on the bills and there’s no money for a stamp
No matter how organized it is, I feel like my life is a mess
I can’t tell if it’s a nightmare, or a fairytale of  wealth

Another day wit no results and the world treats me like a tramp
Is this an anxiety attack because I feel pounding in my breast
And working on my physical fitness does not equal good health

I need some quit time maybe a place to camp
Life is way to hexed and that’s how I deal with the stress
I can’t tell if it’s a nightmare, or a fairytale of  wealth
And working on my physical fitness does not equal good health