I hold my daughter gently as the tears fall from her eyes,
She now knows of friends so precious, and this is why she cries.

It was break up day at school, and many kids will move along,
In to high schools all around the town. Her mind is sad but strong.

Good friends will hold you, and they'll kiss you and you'll laugh at times you've shared
And in return you'll hug and kiss them back, to show how much you care.

My dear Shayla, you'll make new friends as you go along each day.
And keep your old friends tucked inside your heart
Where, forever, they shall stay