Paul was one of my first grade students. I will never forget him and in my mind, he will always be the kid with the huge heart.
Heart shaped box of red crayons
Lacy, white and delicate
Pasted pictures of red hearts
Ready just to celebrate
Pudgy hands with fingers tight
Holding on to dreams
Little boy, eyes a fright
Just take a look at him
Hair slicked back with Daddy's gel
Shoes all shined and polished
Nerves in bunches, still he beams
Shirt all white and starched
Waiting for Miss Susan
She ventures into sight
His smile blows up and then his grin
He sucks in breaths with all his might
She smells just like his mother
His heart is in a race
His knees are just a'rocking
Oh! For goodness sakes
Then Miss Susan bends her knees
Then takes his hand in hers
She brushes back his tossed bangs
Her tears causing a blur
The teacher and this little boy
All fresh and smelling nice
Beams of joys traded then
More than once or twice
The first crush for this little lad
The first time for this teacher
The first of first for both of them
Will make their memories richer
Valentines are for the heart
To tend the garden there
Every year I remember Paul
And the smile that he put there
I have so many riches
They shine within my soul
On Valentines they appear anew
To have again and hold.
This is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read, You have the rare gift to be able to capture the finer points of life and to make them shine through your words. I'm in awe of you.
WOW! this is WONDERFULLY written and felt Sue!
YOu and Paul (sweet strong and nothing got his ways of his determination to see you happy) have been Blessed!
and we have been richly blessed, since you shared a deep personal part of your heart!
What a sweet endearing Valentines Day that was/is, always a sweet memory!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings, Inner Peace, Bright Light and Warmer Hugs, Warrior Purple Lady Sheeeooxooo
STay Positive!
You seem to be a very touching sensitive teacher!
Miss Susan I bet you are one incredible teacher, the kind who loves them and inspires her students to be better people. This is a lovely valentine poem.
...compassion...and innocence...constructed of red paper and lace...of velvet crush...there is art in remembrance.
forever captured in beauty Susan...
John
Susan, you've captured some mighty magnificent images in this poem...vivid imaginations of how Paul looked ran through my mind. This is truly an exceptional picture of a teacher's love for her student! GREAT!
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Love, Pierre
YOu and Paul (sweet strong and nothing got his ways of his determination to see you happy) have been Blessed!
and we have been richly blessed, since you shared a deep personal part of your heart!
What a sweet endearing Valentines Day that was/is, always a sweet memory!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings, Inner Peace, Bright Light and Warmer Hugs, Warrior Purple Lady Sheeeooxooo
STay Positive!
You seem to be a very touching sensitive teacher!
Ron
Love Tinka
stan
forever captured in beauty Susan...
John
PS; I tried to read your last post "Who Are You" and could not get it to come up????????
Allen
Axilea
Beautifully composed
Love & Peace be with you
Happy Valentine's Day
William
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)