Ode to Grading
Nikki Smith
There you are
constantly taunting
my every thought
weighing down
my every hope
I want to read that new book
I want to capture moments of my heart
I want to dine with my favorite
But you haunt me
waiting for my undivided attention
I will pour hours into you
They will just glance at the number
Dismissing my stress and time
Ignoring the anxiety they caused
in asking, demanding your urgent return
I know you are always there
I know you are important
I know you inescapable
You are my constant.
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