I count myself lucky,
For I only have two finals,
And only one is hard.
But pressure mounts and worlds collide,
And all my stress is multiplied.
"It's dinner time!"
I slam my books,
And my face wears a dead man's look.
"How was your day?"
"And how are you?"
At least for now, but the bounty on my head
Will not rest for long.
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.