Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Day 26

Day 26 4/26/11
my attempt at two shadorma poems

First-Year Teacher

Wringing hands,
pacing the empty
classroom, she
waits for the
children to file in, take their
seats and follow.

Experienced Teacher

Steady hands,
admiring her
classroom, she
waits for the
children to file in, take their
seats and lead.


Learning to Lead

Tiny hand wrapped around your index finger
Peering up through the blaze of the sun at your face
Waiting for you to begin, so he can match your pace

Small hands tucked inside dirty overalls
Eyes scanning the road for a safe chance to pass
Not needing your lead, he followed so well; learned fast

Strong hand tucked snugly under your elbow
Misty eyes stare at his handsome, grown-up face
He leads you slowly; a perfect harmonized pace



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