We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home.

Because life doesn't always happen according to a timetable or calendar. And feelings can't be scheduled.

In my mind, I'm writing for everybody.

When was the last time you used the words 'teach me'? Maybe not since you started first grade? Here's an irony about school: The daily grind of tests, homework, and pressures sometimes blunts rather than stimulates a thirst for knowledge.

I’m not my name. My name is something I wear, like a shirt. It gets worn. I outgrow it, I change it.

And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

Best friends are always together, always whispering and laughing and running, always at each other's house, having dinner, sleeping over. They are practically adopted by each other's parents. You can't pry them apart.