thoughts
we had this heavy conversation at work tonight
they shared
and I shared
and then i started thinking
and i got pretty down
but it just made me heart those boys and wish they were older
and then i rode my bike home and thought some more
and as much as I don't want to work at Tim Hortons, I would miss those boys and the conversations we have,
the little pushes and pokes we give eachother,
the insults,
the help,
the smiles,
the laughs,
the dirty looks,
the sarcasm,
the tales of drama
They're only 16 but they've got a lot going for them. I heart them, at least for tonight.