Originally entered in another blog April 5, 2008
Oh, no, your kidding me.
You say we have to move again.
It’s very hard to see
what they hope to gain.
Every two or three years
they uproot us and make us relocate.
Don’t they know it brings the tears
to the eyes of a child so delicate.
How could they do this to me now.
I wanted to finish with High School here.
But they say we have to go,
so I accept it and cry with a quiet tear.
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