Periodic thoughts of inconsistent quality about silly elf games
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Off topic: In which I write a poem
OUTSIDE
The one thing I miss about
Being in school
(It just might be the only)
Was how
On Friday afternoons
In April and May,
I'd look out the window
Or be
Dismissed for the weekend,
And how the world
Seemed full of promise
Outside.
Love this!
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