The rain drums hard on the caravan roof. The kids
Are restless, and ready to flip their little lids!
They'd rather be outside now, playing in the sand;
I tell them it's too wet, but they don't understand.
We play 'Snakes and Ladders,' but not without some tears.
My sons don't like to lose. But then my wife appears
With lemonade and cookies. The boys both shout, "Hooray!"
Our board game is abandoned. "Now what else can we play?"
I find a pack of cards, and start a game of 'Snap!'
I make sure I don't win (for I'm a decent chap).
Then they fetch their colouring books, giving me a break.
I read my magazine, but that's a big mistake!
The boys sneak up and ambush me, ruffling my hair.
I'm taken by surprise, while sitting in my chair.
Amid this rough and tumble my wife returns once more:
"Hey look! The sun is out! Let's all get through that door!"
-RH-
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This poem was inspired by memories of caravan
holidays in Filey, on the Yorkshire coast.
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