The last students have left the classroom.
The crossing guard escorts them as they cross Main Street and make their way home.
These old stairs have lost count of the feet that have climbed and descended them.
"Walk! Don't run!"
And yet they are always excited to get where they are going.
Inside out of the cold, or outside for recess.
These are the days that they will remember with a smile...
~Nancy ~ 102/365
The crossing guard escorts them as they cross Main Street and make their way home.
These old stairs have lost count of the feet that have climbed and descended them.
"Walk! Don't run!"
And yet they are always excited to get where they are going.
Inside out of the cold, or outside for recess.
These are the days that they will remember with a smile...
~Nancy ~ 102/365
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