Remember that warm September day?
When we were younger-
our stress at bay.
It was the start
before the end.
Out last chance
to be kids again.
Your tanned cheeks,
illuminated in the light peeking throughout the the open blinds,
were reminders of the summer
that we were leaving behind.
Fourteen and ready to take on the world.
If only we weren’t obligated
to return to the underworld.
Happiness seemed abundant then-
brought on by the chirping birds
and the smell of sunscreen.
But winter came and tore it all away,
covering smiles with exams
that would only be shoved into files- never to be seen again.
We’ll get through the pain
just as we always do.
We’ll make it through the year
with maybe a brain cell to spare or two.
~ Ashley O’Hare
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