Quarter ends; stress peaks, respite required.
Absent for a week: spring break.
“Will you remember me?” Seniors ask.
Summer chores: mow lawns, weed garden.
July’s silence: dodging talk of school.
Echoing halls whisper: school spirit soars.
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