Poem about Breaking Rules

Pool Rules


At motel they have a pool,

No kids past ten, that’s the rule.

Knock and knock, upon the door,

Lady with kids, does implore.

“We were out late, we’ll be quiet”,

In they walk, I start no riot.


Keeping quiet, I stay to swim

Not give into feelings grim.

These kids, good, didn’t make a splash

Kept out of way, were not rash.

Mother though, should know better

Teach rule breaking to litter.


From sun rise ‘til ten at night,

To the pool, kids have a right.

Adults get, an hour merely,

Cherishing this time dearly,

To have the pool to themselves

Not to share with little elves.

 June Nash

I stayed at the Hampton Inn in Kalamazoo, Michigan.  I was looking forward to swimming in the pool.  The motel has a rule.  Kids are not allowed to swim between the hours of 10pm and 11pm.  This allows adults to swim laps, not being forced to dodge the kids playing in the pool.  Then afterwards, relax in peace and quiet in the hot tub.

Parents know better than to impose their children on the other guests in the motel, but they don’t seem to care.

Maybe I am part of the problem.  I did not call the front desk and report them.  I did not tell the lady to leave.  I made the best of the situation.  I am on vacation and do not want to engage in the stresses of confrontation.  So I write poetry about breaking rules instead.

It Doesn’t Hurt to Ask – Poem

My granddaughter was over the house today.  She asked me to put a swing set in the yard.  I couldn’t believe it!  She didn’t ask for a doll or a book, but a swing set!  That was too much!  She is so cute, but not THAT cute!

It Doesn’t Hurt To Ask


I know a girl she’s only five.

She’s all happy when I arrive.

I love this little granddaughter of mine.


For a swing set she asked today.

Said no, not my yard, go away!

Oh no, I am afraid.  Will she start to whine?


Then maybe a pool? She did coo,

At your house I’ve nothing to do.

Only five, yet she can talk such a line!


I baked some cookies, come lets eat!

Hoping to distract.  Take a seat.

How to get out of this may take some time.


You have books, dolls, balls and crayons,

Plenty things for you to play on.

She is such a sweetheart, takes it just fine.


Learning early in life I guess

If you ask, if you can impress,

You might get what you want. . . . If not, , , , you tried

–                   –  June Nash