by Carla M Cherry
Friday, April 04, 2008
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A poem dedicated to my favorite teacher.
Despite the gifts I was given--
a diary covered in mocha and gold,
and a set of stationery from Japan
I set my face in the crook of my arm
Summer and its promise of freedom
lay outside the door.
I could not rejoice, for
at eight years old, I knew
no one would ever
or the love
for my poems
like Mrs. Pine.
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|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|She inspired you greatly! That alone is a FINE BLESSING!
A wonderful tribute to a sweet soul and caring teacher Carla!
Warm hugs, Warrior Purple Passion, Sheeeoxoooo
STay Inspired and Share Your Heart!
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|A fine tribute to one who is worthy, very nice!|
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...beautiful poetic thoughts of remembrance...for one...who gave light...and of one who captured it. I also remember the the light of those...no longer near...yet they remain.