The last school days drag long in rising heat:
the students limp with hot and tired bones,
the teachers just as weary, just as beat,
scolding over notes and buzzing phones.
Like a magnifying glass and ant,
the classrooms wilt through windowpanes and sun.
The class's hamster even starts to pant -
all the kids are ten degrees past done.
There's tests to give, and and things to learn; the year
has not yet started to wind down. But when
the teacher asks if she is being clear,
no hands get raised; all minds have spaced out - zen!
Don't fear, dear children! Summer's coming fast -
so soon, that final bell will ring at last.
About the Creator
Dane BH
By day, I'm a cog in the nonprofit machine, and poet. By night, I'm a creature of the internet. My soul is a grumpy cat who'd rather be sleeping.
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