Writing Teacher

Hours now have passed
Since your poem to me appealed.
New tales, since amassed,
Are yet to be revealed.

Your day in class with kids,
A constant source of muse,
Kids barely keep their lids
As they write in ones and twos.

One writes, one reads,
Edits, and reveals
New bits the story needs,
Ensuring it appeals.

You’ll bring their stories home
To read, enjoy and grade.
Then tomorrow, a new poem
Will show what next you’ve made.

 

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