I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
I'd always dodge her punch
I said I didn't like her
But it really wasn't true
I liked to be around her
Without her I was blue
Then at lunch we'd sit together
With our lunches made
From our caring mothers
Damn I miss first grade
How It Used To Be
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2009 with permission of the Author.
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