by (A short poem about staying in high school forever)
Another pensive hot August Monday
Preparing for the most important of guests
the
12th graders
the seniors
the ones who will
graduate
He will prepare tirelessly
Give without thought of reward
Create bonds of friendship
A huge family
for 182 days
and then
graduation
but not for him
Great poem. I stayed in elementary school for 34 years. Such a charge when they remember me dozens of years later.
Cheers
Julie
I enjoyed your poem. It reminds me of what teacher friends have said about first graders. They come in as babies and leave grown up and then you repeat the process. You get to prepare them for college and life. Rinse and repeat!
I always joke around with my students that I will never leave high school. It is really fun, but emotionally draining at times.