A Routine Poem
Wake-up, get dressed
Then it’s time for breakfast.
Next it’s time to do your chores,
“Wash the walls and clean the floors.”
Brush your teeth, make your bed
For a place to lay your head.
Now it’s time to play outside!
An hour’s past, come back inside.
Read, lunch, then a quiet rest
Then you’ll be your very best.
Inside or out, more time to play
Eat dinner at the end of day.
Jamas on, scriptures read,
Brush your teeth, and go to bed.
Don't forget to say your prayers;
It's safety from Satan's snares.
cute poem! I'll bet the kids remember that for a very, very long time.
ReplyDeleteI like it. That's a great routine.
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