The sun is high in the blue and clear sky.
Wind blowing through the emerald trees.
A lone bird chirps its sweet sweet songs.
Soaring through the sky.
What once was grey is now quite bright.

The ring echoes up and down the halls.
As the clock turns its hands to hit the time 1:00.
DING!
The floodgates open.
And the stampede storms out.

This way.
That way.
Left and the right.
Silence filled with laughter and screams.
clean floors, no longer shiny and free.

This way.
That way.
They hop, skip and run on the grass.
Football’s flying.
As they pass.

What once was quiet.
Is now filled with noise.
This is the lunchtime with girls and boys.