Maureen bell classroom air back packs down I find a chair, wood or plastic blue or red, holding all the thoughts in my head. Feet on the floor times slow slows down, waiting for the world to turn around. We’re sitting on chairs side-by-side watching minutes pass us, bye spinning stories, silent stairs, dreaming big while sitting on chairs. Not moving fast not going far but here we are just where we are sitting on chairs mushroom left nosy sounds chairs scrape lightly on the ground. Every day feels kind of small, but these moments mean it all. Hands on desks heart anywhere of how much life is sitting there where is sitting on chairs side-by-side watching minutes pass us by spinning stories, silent stairs, dreaming big while sitting on chairs. Not moving fast not going far but here we are just where we are sitting on chair, chairs, one day while stand and walk away but we’ll remember these ordinary days every laugh every care started right here sitting on chairs. We’re sitting on chairs, young and free learning who we met to be through the hours through the years life keeps happening right here. Not moving fast, not going far but here we are just where we are sitting on chairs.