I Wish We Were Brave

By Aidén Düffeild

In a quiet classroom, just them two,

Doing homework together, feeling blue.

Side by side, they sat without any fears, 

As they turned the pages, their fingers brushed so near;

but both withdrew, drowning in the sea of fear.

Thinking, "what if someone saw? What's about classmate's jeers?"

In her mind she softly said, "I wish we were brave;

To hold hands and walk under sun's gentle wave."

In their hearts, a hope that glowed bright,

To hold hands freely, in broad daylight.

One day, they'll be brave to hold hands tight;

Facing the world together, in a lovely delight.

By Aidén Düffeild