A small crisis

(I read Bekkah.FIR's post about graduating and had my own mini crisis. :) )
A little bit of cookie crumbs
A small bite of kindness
The falling snow whispering past my ears
A small glass of milk in my slender hands.
In four months I graduate middle school
In four years and four months I graduate high school
I'm getting older.
Fast.
But at least I'll always have half a cookie to come home to
And a warm bed
And a cozy bed.