I awake to the smell of strong, hot coffee, telling me it's time to arise. I loose myself from the warm blankets of night and crawl from the safety of my bed. I trip the heat, for just awhile, to push the cold away. Then I dress as warmly as I can; to head out and face the day.
I leave the house, the sky is dark; only one little sliver of moonlight. It brightens the night with little light; enough to hide the stars. The car is warm, already started, by a gentle hand. My coffee buddy, has come out in the cold to be, a kind and helpful friend.
As I drive to face my little braves, who have made their way to school. A new treat for me, will be to meet them all and treat them like my little "grands," whom I miss with such intensity. But that's the way my life now stands.
I leave the house, the sky is dark; only one little sliver of moonlight. It brightens the night with little light; enough to hide the stars. The car is warm, already started, by a gentle hand. My coffee buddy, has come out in the cold to be, a kind and helpful friend.
As I drive to face my little braves, who have made their way to school. A new treat for me, will be to meet them all and treat them like my little "grands," whom I miss with such intensity. But that's the way my life now stands.
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DeleteSuch a beautiful and thoughtful tribute to all teachers; especially one certain substitute teacher. Such SWEET heart felt words! From a special 'coffee buddy & helpful friend'! All of us have a PURPOSE.........a friend of mine said one time.....:) We must all fulfill our purpose well.
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