It’s quiet.

No quieter than it is when you went to practice yesterday
Or out to the local rib joint with your friends last night.

No quieter than when you drove to the store to get the milk I’d forgotten last week.
Or to play ping-pong at Chris’ house.
Or stop by Andy’s.
Or hang with Michael.

Except it is.

Quieter, I mean.

You are my last to walk down that hall,
Take the right before the ‘side door’,
Head out through the garage,
Start the engine of the old car.

Wind your way down the driveway.

Head off to your last, first day of school.

My last, first day of school.

Play nice with the other kids.

Don’t lose your lunch money.

Have a great day.

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