Slow from the start, talking in halls and bathroom stalls.
May preludes the summer days, abandoned in a haze.
Summer breeze, shaded by the trees. Picnics in the park and sidewalk chalk.
School begins again, and I need a friend. I felt so alone until the sun had shone.
Your spirit has warmed my soul. Child-like wonder is so profound.
No more hanging around as an afterthought. Because of you I get reminded that I am loved daily. More plainly you repair the cracks in my soul left from foes of before. You are my safe space in a scary world. You have taught me that my emotions and thoughts are valid. You are the village that helps me survive. I can’t imagine my future without you there. This is the impact of you.
The Hoot 
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