Father Son Poem: A Boy's Morning

A Boys Morning

Awake from Sleep, A tired head

He slept all night in mommy’s bed

He scratches his head and rubs his eyes

Dad’s still asleep to no surprise


Wake up Wake up Daddy the boy mutters

Dad tosses and turns his lips just sputter

I want Sausage and Pancakes I want it he bellowed

You see the boy’s a hungry fellow


Hopping on his Daddy’s Belly

He wants his cakes with cream and jelly

Dad awakes and pulls the boy near

You’ll get some soon, have no fear


As Dad gets up and changes clothes

To the bathroom the young boy goes

He sits down quietly on the seat

Tugging socks right off his feat


Did you go, Daddy asks

Were you able to do the task?

I no go pee pee the boy shrugged

And pulled his pants up with a tug


Down the stairs went Dad and boy

Dragging behind him his favorite toy

Sit at the table his father stated

Pancakes and Sausage the boy awaited


Not two minutes passed and came the plate

The boy grinned and grabbed, it will be great

Dad says careful, the food is hot

But to his words the boy listened not


He took a bite of the hot link

Too hot too hot he ran to the sink

To spit the burning sausage out

He turned around no grin just a pout


Daddy Daddy it hurts right here

Son I thought I had made it clear

You need be patient don’t you son

Or to the sink you’ll often run


The boy’s food cooled upon his plate

And then he found his happy fate

A belly full of links and cakes

A happy boy good breakfast makes


Now back upstairs, get ready for school

Long slacks and buttoned shirt 'twas the rule

In front of the mirror the boy stood

And put on his coat complete with hood


Dad I’m ready, running down the stairs

Forgetting nothing that he’s aware

Into the car, and in his car seat

The day’s just beginning not near complete


I’ll miss you today while I’m at school

The boy tells father, but going's the rule

Dad says son I’ll miss you too

But you must start each day anew...


Off they drove down the road

The sun is in its rising mode

The scent of the schools lawn is freshly mowed

It’s just the beginning, all day to go!

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justateacher 4 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

Love this! I have the very enjoyable task of taking my two year old grandson to daycare and you have described our morning!


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tillsontitan 4 years ago from New York

I remember mornings like this and you've described it so well and in a poem no less! Great job Peter. I'm voting this up, SHARING AND putting a link in one of my hubs.


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Peter Leeper 4 years ago from Londonderry, New Hampshire Author

Thank you so much tillsontitan. I really appreciate it. I don't typically do poetry but for some reason i guess my son's inspiration made this one write itself! Thanks again!

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