A teacher for years, a writer for life.
+ more bio informationMorningI love him most in the morning,Before he opens his eyesOr his mouthBefore he closes another doorThat was a secret dream of mine.I love him most in the morning,Before I shake off the night's cobwebsOr separate dream from awakeBefore the day's light is bright enoughTo see who I'm really with.I love him most in the mornin... More..
ClaraBe not afraid boy,war is won for you.It no longer mattersyou wore grey or wore blue.Be not afraid boy,take your last breath.I'm here by your side,I won't leave you until death.Be not afraid boy,take your last breath.I will write the lettersto tell of your death.I will tell your motheryou won't be coming home,and how when... More..
Lots of girls look to their fathers, if they are lucky enough to have them in their lives, to see how the world perceives them. I know I did. And who did I see reflected in my father's aviator glasses? A smart girl, a responsible girl, but not necessarily an attractive girl. I was too chubby, and in his eyes, or so it seemed ... More..
Aidan stares blankly at the white board, while students around him are busy working on their big book pages. He smiles a brilliant apologetic smile when I prompt him to get down to business, but within a moment's time he is absorbed in advancing the lead of his automatic pencil to its outermost point, then pushing it back in ... More..
Maybe this timeYou won't be let down,Let go-Let loose-Let alone to wage war.Maybe this timeYou will not give up,Lose faith-Lose will-Lose hope in this world.Maybe this timeYou will not forgetForbid-Forbear-Forgo hands outstretched.But maybe this time,you'll swallow your prideand with me on your sidewe'll turn the tide.Maybe T... More..
DeliveryThe dribble of the showerno longer a comfort-as if it ever was.How can he sleepwhen I'm suffering like this?Dim light of the energy efficient bulbintermittently interrupted by mothsas I wait on the bottom step of the deck.Crickets' wings grate-on each other and on me.How can he not be ready to go?Like the contractions... More..
"Address the envelope." A simple request I made to my sixth grade students. They stared at me blankly. A few began to copy the address I had written on the board in large print that took up the entire face of the envelope. Suddenly I understood. I had taken for granted that these kids had once in their toddling states taken a... More..
I love him most in the morning,Before he opens his eyesOr his mouthBefore he closes another doorThat was a secret dream of mine.I love him most in the morning,Before I shake off the night's cobwebsOr separate dream from awakeBefore the day's light is bright enoughTo see who I'm really with.I love him most in the morning,Befor... More..
Home Improvement?I used to watch those home improvement shows. You know, the ones where they make it look really fun to paint a room, install ceramic tile, or put in laminate floors? The ones where there are loads of laughs and not to mention the thrill of first-time power tool use? The ones where all materials needed for the... More..
Anna Hill
Charlton, Massachusetts US
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