Great Times

Sometimes I see you, I look at you.
I feel like it will never be the last.
When I walk up to you,
I get nervous and you talk to me.
I ask you things
And you smile.
And then you hug me.
Sometimes I feel like I never met you
But we will be great friends.

(by Kavon, age 8)

The Hole

There’s a hole,
that’s always open,
time is not an issue,
reserved just for you.
No matter what you’re going through,
you can always climb, crawl, or jump into that hole.
It’s not always easy to get out of once you are there
but it’s there…customized just for you.