Correction!
So actually, it was the School Poem that should have gone on our blog. My apologies!A hot, sticky September day
Both sweat and sandals abound,
The air conditioner rattles endlessly
Yet no relief is found.
The moldy carpet smell permeates
The air around my seat,
As I'm stuck staring at the dull, blank walls
Leaving my mind incomplete.
It's as if the cinder blocks are staring back
To mock me in my daze,
For only the view of the sunlight and my teacher
Are unfortunately in my gaze.
The smooth sheets of notebook paper
Seem ideal for falling asleep,
But for now, I'll have to face another test
Without uttering a peep.
posted by TR3Emily @ 8:19 PM
1 Comments:
Good poem! I'm glad you finally posted it. I especially like the image of the cinder blocks staring back.
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