I miss their hugs.
I miss listening to their stories, and reading to them after school. I miss them showing me their latest artwork or inventions. I miss them walking with me and carrying things for me. I miss hearing them sing so loudly it filled the whole campus in the morning. I miss telling them stories, and answering a thousand questions. I miss making deals with them to pick up bag-fulls of trash after school for a few pieces of candy. I miss talking to them when they were in trouble. I miss sharing food with them at lunch time. I miss cleaning their wounds and bandaging them up when they fell. I miss them begging to ring the bell before and after school. I miss hearing their prayers. I miss their notes and drawings, poems, and Bible verses. I miss their smiles.
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