Nagging Me

One of my sixth grade students (girl) wrote this poem and turned it in for extra credit. Simple yet clever.

Summer is a dear friend of mine,

It's so free, and it's so kind,

But yet there's something nagging me,

A place where I need to be,

A place where people learn the rules,

I've realized that this place is school,

The bell has rung, I'm in my seat,

But yet there's something nagging me,

A place where I would rather be...

SUMMER!