Wrote this in a rush, can’t decide if it’s something I like and want to polish or move on..
2 Minutes Till Summer
Can you see my boredom bouncing off the walls
Running round the room and jumping up and down
Screaming, dancing, moving, shaking
Tapping the windows and thumping the floor
Sailing, flipping, dashing soaring
Cutting a rug on the hardwoods and skipping to my lou
Flying, singing, spying, hopping
My boredom goes crazy while I sit confined in my chair
Trapped, cramped, restricted, curbed
Watching the clock, tensed for the bell
Rapt, gripped, captivated, spellbound
The ringing bell reverberates down the empty halls
We are free, to do as our boredoms have done!
Running, dashing, singing, darting . leaving……. Freeeeee!