When I found out
I would have you
In the middle
Of the school
year,
I dreaded those weeks
I knew we’d be
Apart.
I’d be grading papers
And teaching
Other people’s
Children,
While you’d be at home
With grandma Lisa
Or Tiersa.
I told myself
It would all
Be okay
Because spring break
Would come,
And
We’d have
A week
Alone
Together.
Now spring break
Is here,
But you
Are
Not.
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