that friday feeling

Clock ticking

impatiently waiting

for 3:15 

to strike.

Last class

smiles ringing across

the room, eyes

never leave

the time.

Laughter fills

the last day

of the week,

Saturday plans

come to mind.

No homework

to do, nothing

to study, no

rushing Sunday night.

Last class on

a Friday,

can't wait for

the week to

say goodbye.

ninestars

MD

15 years old

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