Ten Minutes
The faces across from her are familiar almost dear
She see the empty place
He is late, the bell has rang
One student shouldn't matter so much in the scheme of things
She starts the lesson, but something, no, someone is missing.
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2009
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