Blanket for the cold,
level for the anxious,
ocean for the thirsty,
Thanksgiving for the hungry.
Family for the lonely,
joy for the downtrodden,
medicine for the ill,
treasure for the poor,
a song for the sad,
so much for so many.
I watched as she gave,
this teacher supreme.
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I am a retired language arts teacher from Michigan who has published a book of poems. I write poetry in the classic forms. My reading interests are non-fiction, especially in the areas of medicine and spirituality. I am a pianist, and also enjoy word puzzles and games.
September 1, 2012 at 3:37 pm
Ah … you come by it honestly, then.
September 1, 2012 at 3:41 pm
Your wonderfully sweet comment put a smile in my heart. Thank you, Melissa.