The holiday's are over … and I guess they had to end,
Cause the "I'm bored" and "What's to eat?" … have sent me round the bend.
But I will miss the sleep ins … and the lazy non routine,
The idle way I spent the days … reclining like a Queen.
I'll miss the "who cares" attitude I felt towards the washing,
And the guilty thought of dirty floors … I've successfully been squashing.
But now that it's all over … there's really just one winner,
Cause now we're back to normal … I might make Hubby's dinner.
But I must face the cold, hard truth … and no longer be a dreamer,
There are two boys in high school … and yep … one's now a senior.
This reality is hard to swallow … it's detrimental to my health,
How can he be a senior … when I was only just at school myself?
But I'll toughen up and face the facts … if I may be so bold,
There's only one thing this can mean … I'm really getting old.