when i think of bricks, i think of St. Louis, Missouri.
i think of my cousins tommy and summer,
running around my grandparents’ old house.
driving through that town made of bricks –
a brick town instead of a paper town.
when i think of bricks, i think of Bethel.
i just moved out of my little room today
i packed my things and walked out of the brick building
but as i walked away, i realized –
it’s not the brick buildings i’m going to miss.
it’s the people inside them