Fleeting Thoughts from the Preoccupied

I just thought I'd write a little something for the sake of writing. I'm crazy busy, like I wasn't already stressed enough. But I'm almost done with to loads of homework I've been assigned. (Really, I need a pack mule for all of it.) But I needed a break, so here I am.
I was writing a song today in Geometry, but the lyrics turned out really weird, and I found myself wondering why it wasn't coming so easily today. So I decided that if you're going to write a song, being at a piano would probably be the first step. You know, just a thought.
I ate cake today. And that's just the beginning. I can feel my body prepairing itself for all of the holiday candy it's going to recieve next week.
Next week: CHRISTMAS VACATION!!!!!!!!
Oh, how I've longed for this time to come. With the holiday cheer it spreads, (and the inevitable pounds it brings) this is the most magical time of year. And there's no school. At all.
So in honor of this time, I'm going to make up a peom, right now, off the very top of my head. Here it goes:

It's C-H-R-I-S-T-mas!
Buying presents, hauling ass.

(Uh, just kidding. That was horrible. Let's start again:)

Snowflakes falling on my scarf,
my coat,
my gloves,
my dorky hat.

Gathering around the hearth,
to float
like doves
in quiet thought.

The things you see, remembered smells:
warm drinks
and mints
and snowy dreams.

The cleche jingling of bells.
Hear them clink
their faded tints
and depression it demeans.

The overdone tunes and stupid shows
cartoons,
radio stations
Off key singing.

When this madness ends, who knows?
take out a loom
and weave with patience
the joys this season is bringing.

And eveyone will know about it
From the rooftops
They do shout it
That popular phrase:
"Merrry Christmas!"
It carries on the wind's kisses.


Well, that was my poem. I think it turned out rather nice for something I wrote in five minutes. At least after the rocky start. Well, have a great night everyone. Thanks for reading.