Where is the boy I used to be?
Is he still in my heart?
Is he living in my memory?
Is he where I used to be?
Is he happy?
Is he playing with friends?
Is he here or is he there?
I think the boy is with me.
I wish he didn’t grow up so fast.
When he smiles, he brings out
happiness in everyone.
We must never let anyone take away
this happiness.
Alfredo, 10th grade