Moving Away is NOT OKAY

Moving Away is NOT OKAY

Mommy and Daddy said we had to move away,

Which made me really sad because I wanted to stay.

I had lots of friends at my church and at school

And in the summertime there was a really cool pool.



My little brother and I didn’t want to go

Away from our nana and everyone we know.

We don’t want to make new friends

And just visit on the weekend.



First we had to pack up all our toys

At least the ones we hadn’t destroyed.

Mom had stacks of boxes everywhere

I thought I was having a nightmare.



So we got it all packed up in a truck

Then we lost our big dog, Buck!

We looked and looked and finally found him

Thanks to our helpful neighbor Jim.



I had so many questions in my head

Now that I was gone, who would sleep in my bed?

And where would Buck go with us not there?

Were we moving to the middle of nowhere?



We left our old house with no more delays

With Buck in the back, much to daddy’s dismay.

I had thought and thought a lot about it

As long as we’re together, I guess I’d allow it.



When we pulled into our new neighborhood

I liked it more than I thought I would.

There was a boy next door who had a trampoline

And a pool where the water was clear, cool green.



I quickly discovered my bed came with us

And Buck did too, after all that ruckus

I think I’m going to like this new place

But I can always move to nana’s—just in case.