Summer School Sonnet
The heat is strong, the students are playing,
Sounds in the hallways echo through the air,
Teachers are working, their students complaining,
About the work which won't go anywhere.
Music room down at the end of the hall
Lends melody to the school atmosphere
Drumming and singing and that is not all
Piano playing is what you hear here.
All people counting the days and the week
Until the end of the extended year
Looking for solitude, quiet they seek,
The end of the session is drawing near.
Fourteen more days until two blessed weeks.
Refreshment, renewal, and rest we seek.
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