It is snowing, and the whole world seems to be in the Christmas mood. I even saw one of Santa's little helpers walking through campus (Picture 3). Yet I am definitely ready to come home. Here's a little poem for you.
The snow softly falling on the cold Cambridge ground
Yet Harvard is quiet with hardly a sound
Most everyone has already flown home
And the remaining students study alone
Out the frosty window we stare
And shiver as we reach for our old teddy bear
Wishing we were home with Mom and Dad
And we can't help but feel just a little sad...
Cause the Christmas season seems a bit repressed
When instead of baking Christmas cookies
You instead have to take a test :(
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