This poem was written by me and OptimisimUnderRain
The kids sat here anxiously,
waiting for that final click.
Staring apprehensively,
tick tock tick.
No matter where you were,
figity children filled the room,
slowly losing focus.
Lost teachers tryed to resume.
Yet, everyone shared one thing,
the thought of liberty.
The thoughts of freedom,
an absolute beauty.
The thin red hand is finally there,
finally at the :55
Everyone in the room chants at once,
everyone starts to feel alive.
5,4,3,2,1!
all the students freely shout.
Papers fly everywhere,
school is substantially out.
Outside there are students running everywhere,
through the grass, throught the halls.
Everyone is alleviated,
laughing, dancing, having a ball.
Two months just seems.....
so far away,
But they're only in the nows,
in the today.
No thoughts about the return,
or the learning strife.
Just the thoughts of the beautiful
days of the summer life
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