Vacations!

Vacations...

Like the falling leaves of the autumn tree,
I greet my vacations with a pleasant glee.
Pushing the thought of work aside,
I wake up each day and rest, not gripe.

Alas! The time of comfort and ease,
Without the need of my elbow grease.
But is life a little to perfect right now,
Eating nicely and sleeping sound?

The time where the urge to do something is lurking,
Where I wish I can get busy and do something (that's coming)
And I'm hoping to allocate things to my schedule,
So that life's not wasted by the time school-reopening's due.

But then again the cycle starts,
Where people worry, stress and even fart!
And wished the vacations were back,
And they could be given a little more slack.

Ah, the life of a student's always great,
Where we dream and plot our very own fate.
So let's not gripe, complain and grumble so much,
And take it in stride, that's life as such.

.........................

Reynold