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Life after Christmas Break
Last night I wished for a blanket of snow
To settle on the greenery evermore
The only thing I didn’t know
Is that I would be soaked to the core
My socks were dripping, my hair was too
My face was red, my fingers were blue.
Snow was in my shirt, I was miserable
Because only against the cold, I stood invincible
It rained last night, and to my surprise,
The snow and rain mixed to plot my demise
A disgusting mixture, reminiscent of slush
Fun to look out, but detestable to crush
My lips are dry and cracked like I haven’t had water in days
It’s too cold to go out, and I can’t even look outside
My skin aches to feel the sun’s rays
I don’t want to go to school, to leave my bedside
I awoke in the morning with a strange sense of joy
I skipped down to see the snow gone
I complained that I was cold, just a decoy
So any suspicions would not be drawn
Today was the day most people would give up on resolutions
But I hadn’t yet given up on mine
It was difficult, sometimes I felt hopeless
But I developed a habit out of time
Every day, when I was handed any veggies or greens
I would discreetly slip them on my sister’s plate
She looked confoundedly at the magical beans
But she gobbled them happily, but that trick is not in me
It was long enough break for teachers to unpack
Loads of papers, essays and projects
As she hands another paper, she hides a smirk
To do the work, is that what she expects?
I was obedient, that’s not in vogue nowadays
I tried to tell her it was too much
To my chagrin, she does not give in or extend dates
And I am expected to oblige without a fuss
I stuffed my bag with the newly assigned work
Still planning to malinger, only to fall prey to my parent's prowl
Seasons, resolutions, responsibilities, and work are here to stay
Alas, to make me a spirited and warmer person until I turn gray
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