Winter break
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Under my Christmas tree you will find
No gifts. No jingling bells. No cards of Christmas joy.
Under my Christmas tree you will find
Pandora's box unleashed. Sirens upon sirens. Eyes full of tears and anger.
alarms scream "get up!",
muffled grumbles, throws covers
winter break is gone
darkened bedroom lit
checking messages missed
groggy eyes blur screen
time flies, leaving soon