We danced and played chasing those grey skies away; a class of 46 made strong by unbroken bonds..
But what happens when these birds go their separate ways?
Do they cry, sing, or do other things
They leave home fragile and sometimes broken, Then come back mended and strong
From glass to diamond;
Should I ask for that chance?
Will I be burned up like an old straw mat?
Will we ever get that first dance?
Or will I be left alone with my raggedy hat?
This piece is not part of a story and is base on the true life experience I had in a summer program in Colorado. Here's a link to a video that goes more in depth with what that program is and about (https://youtu.be/2TxmuA4F2Jk) or you can check out there page at (http://www.crms.org/about/hs2-summer-program/).