It doesn't feel like summer

School has reached its end
and a break has come round the bend.
All of the days are so short
and most of the minds have left the port.
Alas, my mind is some of the few,
although a rest is surely due,
stays behind at school's end
and will not go around the bend.
Plans are made and fun is had,
but worries turn our days all bad.
We want to join and have some fun
but our worries have just begun.
Worries of families and friends
twists our minds until they bend.
Worries turn us into runners
all we want is one last summer.