Dear Friend...
I found this poem from a very interesting blog of a teacher.
Nancy France
- Nancy
- I'm a teacher, and a good one. I taught in public schools for almost 20 years until I had surgery. If you want particulars, google Laminotomy and recessed spinal stenosis, bilateral lumbar radiculopathy and get ready to wince. I had surgery in December of 2004 and haven't been back in a regular classroom since. I miss the classroom, I now know that I'll never feel up to that particular challenge again. I'm enjoying my part-time tutoring jobs, so I'm not suffering from complete withdrawl of my teaching addiction. I like gardening, taking pictures and sharing them. Leave a message if you stop by, I'd love to know if you've been here!
Carried in Hot Air Balloons
Oh,
dear friends,
Come
travel with me
And
see the wider world,
We
will fly and tread upon sunlit clouds
On
air currents paved with sunbeams,
Carried
in hot air balloons.
We
will exclaim over the tree tops,
And
complain of the traffic
When
caught in flights of migrating birds
Traveling
to more clement climes,
Carried
in hot air balloons.
Eating
peaches, mangoes and plums,
We’ll
plant unlikely orchards,
Spitting
the seeds over the sides
Like
unexpected compliments
Carried
in hot air balloons.
We’ll
float in glowing silence, spun by humming webs
Filled
with songs sung in joy,
Thrumming
lines played by passing time
Filling
empty spaces we’d never felt before,
Carried
in hot air balloons.
We
will sleep on moon-washed murmurs
Covered
with hearts light as warm wishes
Flowering
in swaths of loving beauty
Flowing
over soft-aired dreams,
Carried
in hot air balloons.
Oh,
dear friends,
Come
travel with me
And
see the wider world,
We
will fly and tread upon sunlit clouds
On
air currents paved with sunbeams,
Carried
in hot air balloons.
Nancy France,
June 9, 2012
"Love is never lost.If not reciprocated,it will flow back and soften andpurify the heart."
Washington Irving
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