∴ no school today
dawn’s defiance
a radical rebellion
just past oatmeal
pre-bus ride
to the threshold
we go
all clothes discarded
in revolt
craving freedom
no school today
no confines
no curriculum
no teachers
grasping bare truth
she stood firm
a bold proclamation
yearning for the refuge
of her own pages.
with a nod
and a wry grin
unadorned
my little rebel child
slipped
into the cocoon of her blankets
nestled with a tome
no school today ∴
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