By Julia Kemp
Sleepy mornings, cereal smiles
Barbie dolls and Justice styles
Sparkle dancing, secret fun
Hamster cage and cinnamon buns
Construction paper, iPhone four
Rainbow loom and wallball score
Crockpot meals, pawns and rooks
Disney channel and picture books
Floral covers, heater hiss
Bubblegum toothpaste and forehead kiss
I settle in and feel a dream
Spin across my closing eyelids
Little horses in a circle
Round and round
And round and round
And round and round and round
Around so fast
That the horses start to blur
And I can’t see you anymore
I call your name
And I tell you how scary it is
To spin so fast
And forget the rhymes of poems past
You grab a pillow and sleep near the window
You promise to stay through the night
I wake up and you’re gone
And I’m still spinning
It’s ever ending
It’s never slowing down