Every time when from school I leave
I make sure I see a safe and sound
Because I do not know the next day
Alive will I be found.
I walk away but I wish to see you again
Lastly for the day; I turn back and look at you then.
Once you are out of my sight
I take things positive and right
I spend a minute or two to pray
To guide you safe throughout your way
All my way back home I keep thinking of you
Thinking that once you go home what would you do?
When I enter my leave
I wish to go back again
Back to the place where I last saw you
I'd wonder if you would be thinking the same too
I reach home and enter inside
I rush to my room and in my dreamland
I take a ride.
I'll be eager to see the next day
This happens as a routine
Every day the same way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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