so i m the first one in again with the quiet and the window growing snow when i hear the furnace rouse itself from its slumber somehow suddenly i know as my eye stops on one curled up in my lesson plan that i m just your little ampersand when your voice springs from the intercom with announcements and reminders and a prayer i remember how you made me feel i was funny i was thoughtful i was rare but like the jokes about my figure kids think i don t understand i know i m just your little ampersand after christmas holiday you never asked to drive me home again sometimes in the staff room i d catch your eye with why d it have to end but i know from how you worry at your wedding band that i m just your little ampersand the last conjunction after every other and i was just your little ampersand