‘Tis the season

to make folly;


“This test is due right when

You get back,

and you have five papers

Or so

Back to back to back.”


Oh golly.

I think I may crack.


Sometimes, in the

Season, we seem to forget

The Reason

We exist.

We breathe.



So when stress makes

You choke

On your tears, or

When you have so much

Stuff to do, you think you

Might croak, just






It is going

To be alright;

God’s got your back,

And nothing you shall lack.

You may be tossed and

Tumbled, but unlike

An egg, you

Shall not be cracked.




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