Listen —

Pop, crackle, fizz – 
Someone uncorking champagne
Flapping wings of white doves
Released in the rain

A single cannon blast
And confetti flies
Filling the street
Where the schoolbus will drive

And pull away from the curb
With my youngest in tow
A sophomore in high school
He’s not happy I know

My freedom returns
He is mourning his own
Head in hands he laments
The best summer he’s known

Back to four walls- a prison
Where clocks stand still
Of six hours the high point
A random fire drill

At home I hear screeching –
It cannot possibly be
School bus brakes
Freedom ending today…already?

August 23, 2016, Daily One Word Prompt: Learning~ <a href=””>Learning</a&gt;

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