That Christmas Night
I learned I was growing up,
On a cold, snowy day
After returning from the christmas holiday
I learned I was growing up
When I heard whispers of other students;
"Did you hear?"
"Did you see?"
They were hushed by my teacher,
Oh, I wished I had savored my ignorence
I knew I had grown up,
When I thought of my best friend
She went by Barbie
She was excitable,
And her favorite Ice Cream was strawberry
I knew I had grown up,
When the anouncement clicked on
Commanding a moment of silence
Because my best friend had passed
On that christmas night
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