Deadlines

Night strolls by,

As you struggle with

That most infamous thing:

Homework.

Night strolls by,

A little child is laughing,

Merrily blissful

In her own ignorance.

Night strolls by,

A schoolboy or perhaps girl,

Sits watching TV

Immersed in the present action.

Night strolls by,

A college student leans

Into the arms of someone,

Falling in love.

Night strolls by,

It is still math, or geo

Claiming priority

Taking time.

Night strolls by,

Youth is spent,

But not in vain,

For, to you, it is everything.