death funeral loss longing missing friend relative family
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I sit in class; it’s just Another day.
Smiles and laughs are Shared.
Happiness fills the room with Cheer.
“Circle up” says Teacher’s voice,
and we do just as she wishes.
She holds up a piece of newspaper;
Like a river with a rushing tide,
I may float downstream,
but call for me and I will swim
against life’s thrashing current
back by your side
