Twas the night ‘fore the home study, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
The bedrooms all ready and done up with care,
In hopes that you children soon will be there.
The floors have been vacuumed, the tile’s been mopped
And improvements to the house have been almost non-stop
The toys from our childhood line your shelves
We hope you’ll enjoy them like our 8-year-old selves.
We’ve painted both ceilings; we’ve painted all walls
We replaced the mini-blinds destroyed when the dog had withdrawals
The sockets are covered with white plastic caps
They’re so hard to remove that they might make me snap
All of our medicines are behind lock and key
In the fridge is hidden my kombucha tea
All the chemicals and paints are tucked away nicely
We’ve followed all million guidelines quite precisely
Someplace, you children are nestled snug in your beds,
While visions of family dance in your heads.
And mom in her mumu, and dad in his cap,
Are studying their notes, trying to sound less like crap
This has been a long process, that much is true
We had paperwork out our ears and hoops to jump through
We know we’re not finished; no, no not indeed
A long road still awaits, to this we concede
But someday we’ll meet and my eyes will hold yours
And in that very instant, my heart will change in its core
As we walk towards the future, your small hand in mine
I know I’ll be grateful that our lives are entwined
Home study at 10:00 am tomorrow. Prayers are appreciated!