Friday, April 1, 2011

Last Minute Poem

Why I love Jennifer

The class goes on all day long with many words spoken
they are all heard, accepted
but some aren't just recognized, they are saved in our memory
because we know they have meaning, they are worth remembering
Her insults, her humor, and this talent
A talent to teach 
To teach in a way that makes the birds stop in mid song and listen
Maybe a heavenly spirit came down one day and handed her this gift
It seems that way
All the birds have stopped singing, they flock her classroom,
Their non existent ears now listening, for something they truly want to hear
Her mouth opens and her words flow,
with these words she does something every teacher would love to do
She changes a life
In a small yet powerful way, 
The kind of change that will make the birds song just a little happier
Only some of us are modest enough to talk about how amazing we are on a regular basis, but if it true; Hey why not?
This is why I love my amazing, incredible, and not-able-to-be-described-in-words teacher, Jennifer

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