Brittany

16

Almost Summer

The minutes tick by like a dripping water spout
Slowly, but with rhythm.
The teacher drones on,
And the clock ticks away,
Pulling at you to go to sleep.
But sleeping during class would not be appropriate,
So you day dream instead
Tropical beaches with a big warm sun,
Fields of flowers swaying in the breeze,
Lush green hills from far away places,
The bright smiles of friends...
A loud br-r-ring interrupts your thoughts
You look around and realize, class is over!
Snatching your backpack you jump out of your seat.
As you race into the hall to join in with your classmates,
Singing,
Schoooools out for the Summer!