November 19, 2019

One, Two, Three

posted on: Thursday March 1, 2018

One, two. three

Photo courtesy of mybookkeeper123.com

by Marelle Hipolito ’21

 

One, two, three

Minutes late to the bus stop

I sigh with relief, the bus driver waited because she knows me

 

Four, five, six

Times I fell asleep in class

But it’s okay, I have lunch after this

 

Seven, eight, nine

People ahead of me

At least it’s usually a fast line

 

Ten, eleven, twelve

Weird and loud sounds,

What are they? My friends and I ask ourselves

 

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen

Million thoughts

Through my head as I run, cause I now realize what they mean

 

Sixteen, seventeen, eight—

I feel a pain, a pinch, and I fall

I can’t go any further, can you keep going for me?

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