a cold early summer breeze woke me from a deep sleep

warm sunshine met with my presence outside

i walked cloudy mind and tired feet into school

one foot

still in highschool

the other in adulthood

"one foot after the other is how i got through school" i thought

school was the place that had the privilege of knowing me when the world was still 

a warm place in my eyes

school was the place that taught me that kids my age in other war ridden

countries live cold lives

with the absence of school

i was absent a lot in school

nearing senior year the days started to feel less warm in my eyes

but the sun continued to shine