First day of fifth grade,
I see him there
He sat by me in a blue chair
We met
We talked
We smiled a lot
First day of sixth grade,
Same boy there
He smiles at me and sits in a blue chair
He joked
I laughed
We both smiled
First day of seventh grade,
He sees me over there
He comes and hugs me then sits in a blue chair
We wished
We hoped
We continued to smile
First day of his eighth grade,
He looks for me over there
He realizes that I'm at a different school in a different chair
He missed
He still wished
As he kept hope he smiled
First day of my eighth grade,
I think of him there
I wish I was by him in that blue chair
While I miss
I still wish
I keep my hope and keep my smile
