wow, I haven't written in a while. I'm actually working on a history paper today, and it's so beautiful out, and I can't go outside, and there's less than a month left of school, so I just wanted to get that all out there.
I really wrote this to try to convey the sense of how magic but fleeting spring is. As a senior, for me it marks how much I and my classmates are just itching to get out of high school. I've seen a lot of changes for other people in this end of spring, how they're entering new phases in their lives too, so it's not just me.
Anyways, that's the idea of the title and the poem.