In the Middle
Middle of the year
Leaving school
All wanted to stay,
Emotion they showed.
They would not let go.
But by the end of the day,
There is no longer a word.
For mom must go.
We shall return
Remembering you all
The gifts you gave,
Warmed the young broken heart.
For having to leave,
School that day,
Was the hardest thing.
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