Winter's Arrival

Pencils down, the clock is slow. Counting minutes till we go.

Windows frosted, dreams outside. Sweaters itchy but hearts feel warm. The hallway buzzes

like a swarm. Laughter echoes far and wide. Chalk dust and snowflakes in the

air. Final bell and we don't care. Winter's calling loud and clear.

Let's go, let's go. It's almost here. Bulletin boards and holiday hues.

Markers dry but we refuse to lose the cheer we've stored away.

Coffee cups and tired eyes, but every smile feels like a prize.

We've earned this break in every way. Chalk dust and snowflakes in the