(A
Sonnet)
When he retired, he missed his
students’ care
and kindness, all their little
gifts of true
respect which always helped him see
and share
their goodness. Every day was fresh
and new
when students shared his classroom
and his love
of books and words. But, in
retirement
he had someone who seemed to be
above
all things that came before. They
turned and went
their way together, sharing happiness
and worry, giving gifts of seasoned
joy
and understanding, which they used
to bless
each others’ lucky lives. He was a
boy
with her, and she was now his steady
girl.
He lost his students, but he found a
pearl.
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