Back in May, my English teacher wanted us to write a book of poems. One of the poems were supposed to be to a friend. So I picked you, James, even though I didn't get the chance to really get to know you. It's my way of saying a thanks I never did take the time to tell you. RIP James Barret.

My Thanks

It's the start of the rest of our lives

Standing here without you

You're our hero, and now our guard

And it's hard to see the past the blue

It's still in awe, how last year went.

How it hurts us all.

And it breaks all of our hearts

Tearing us into two parts.

You've left a hole in all our hearts

Because that's the place where you belonged

So how are we supposed to move on?

I guess we just have to

Because nobody can bring you back.

And now, I want to take the chance

To say a thanks to you

For what you did, that day.

You stood up for what you believed was right so

Rest in peace, James Barret

I just hope you know that you are always missed.