Every day, a photograph, a poem. Readers may have noticed that I have been choosing pictures from my photo library for daily notes and poetry, instead of taking new ones. I’ve pretty much taken a picture of every tree in our neighborhood, every mushroom poking through the grass, and any flowers leftover from summer. I’ve plenty of photographs of lovely and interesting and inspiring moments to share.
Today’s is a fun picture I took years ago entering my classroom door. It made a great image — a shadow of my spirit lingering in the stardust that I am.
Today it reminded me of the stories of the students I taught– of their ups and downs and laughter and humor and holding on to the day when some of those students had hidden stories of loss and grief and struggles. Still, they came and tried and showed their best for that moment, or perhaps slipped into a moment of reflection or hurt, and searching inside for the strength to keep going. Each one, amazing. Awesome, in fact. And we told each other that frequently as reminders that we have much to give to the world. All of us.
Shadows of the Past
I still remember
Hallway laughter, smiles, hellos:
Hidden struggles slowed—
pain: all stories, some untold.Sheri Edwards
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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart