I left my poem at school
because I wanted to play
Not type my life away
So my poem, my sweet little poem,
the one about a dream
the one I loved
Stayed at school
And I came home.
I left my poem at school
because I wanted to play
Not type my life away
So my poem, my sweet little poem,
the one about a dream
the one I loved
Stayed at school
And I came home.
Today, I had every intention of finishing the poetry post after school was out. Then I read something at lunch that stop me in my tracks. An email informing me that I am now the new English Department Chair.
For the past three years there has been a different chair. Each time I found out one was leaving I hoped that after all the praise that was heaped upon me that I would be chosen.
A year ago, I was working on beginning a new adventure. This blog. Now, I have a whole new adventure. I can’t help but think that this adventure helped to bring about the newest one.
Focusing on my writing forced me to work more efficiently at school and really think about what I want and how to use my time. I know I am a better teacher today, a better person and human being than I was a year ago.. writing and working on my dreams has opened me up to so much.
Thank you my friends and readers for all your support.
Much love,
Lu