Love walk two moons
Sharon Creech
sadness
You can't keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.
I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost.
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