Well, I just got back from my last swimming lesson.
And I’m kind of sad. In a way, swimming has become a way of life for me.
I’ve had swim lessons for 22 weeks now. I did a two-week session late last summer, and then 2 semester-long sessions, the second of which I just finished today.
But I should not be so sad. Swimming is not over, just paused. Remember the saying, “An ending is always a new beginning”? Well, that’s just how I feel now.
Today for grammar Mom assigned me to write a poem, and I wrote it on spring. Here it is. ;)
A Grand Season
When daffodils bloom and tulips sing-
You know its spring!
When maple trees bud and dogwoods flower-
You know its spring!
When bright-eyed children dance in a clear, refreshing shower-
You know its spring!
When warm weather comes and gardeners plant-
You know its spring!
When children rollick on bright green grass in pretty places-
You know its spring!
When people greet spring with happy faces-
You know its spring!
