Friday, May 24, 2013



Another year has reached its end

And school is out once more.

No children’s voices in the hall

No footsteps on the floor.

No more bells to start a class

Or call the wanderers in.

No more harried teacher’s voice

To be heard above the din.

But we’re all ready for a rest,

As we call “good-bye” to all.

One last sound echoes through the door—

“I’ll see you in the fall.”