Growing up

 Some children barely know

How to look in the eyes of other students

Even if they know all the words 

To the Hallelujah Chorus

And even if they wanted to,

Some children

Find it difficult to say “hey”

Even if they knew your favorite color and which lunches you’d reject

Friendship is a mystery

For some children

And some

Prefer to look out the bus window

All the way home

To watch the sacred creek water snake its way along

It is friendly

So it seems

To some

Children