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)

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