My oldest son graduates this year. This is a childhood memory that I treasure. |
Like a Chicken on a June Bug Red, blue and yellow back pack Paper and pencils in a sack Brand new tennis shoes so cool Off we go for the first day of school Big brown eyes and a big smile Always busy mile after mile First grade came so fast Now it is only memories past One of my favorite memories you made Happened in the First grade One day after school as you played A curious question to me you made “Momma, what does a chicken do to a June bug?” Is what you said, as you lightly scratched your head? Why do ask such a question, my son? This is how the story begun Today at school I couldn’t sit in my seat “Luke” Mrs. Cotham said, as I stood on my feet “I’m going to be on you like a Chicken on a June bug,” If you don’t sit in your seat! So Momma, I really need to know Before back to school I go If I need to leave my seat What will happen while I am on my feet? My sweet son don’t worry or fret Just be sure in your seat you set So you will never have to retreat Like a June bug when a Chicken it meets! As the years pass, the things you’ve learned From this special teacher you will never spurn One day, when in their seat your child won’t stay Thanks to Mrs. Cotham you will know what to say! |