moondustwriter's avatar penned in moon dust

sharpen the pencils

eraser dust flies

line all the chairs

awaiting new smiles

desks stand empty

no laughter in the air

quiet and lonely

no scrape of a chair

This year there are many classrooms that stand waiting in lonely anticipation for the voices of children…

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