Dreams of America VI: A Tribute To Our Teachers

She looks out on the class room wide,
Bringing hope from deep inside;
For every soul, in every seat -
“Please keep their spirits from defeat.”
For those she’s lost, she has cried.

Bright young faces full of dreams,
Smiling like intense sun beams.
Challenges ‘fore her she must meet,
Not to loose them to the streets.
A daunting task, it sometimes seems.

Throughout the day and into night,
Passionately working to make things right,
Through winter’s chill, and summers heat,
She must protect, she won’t be beat.
Their future weighs on her foresight.

Though pay is poor and tributes few,
She knows her efforts will début,
By stopping tragedy’s harsh repeat,
Some lives saved; her prayers’ entreat.
Failing dreams can live anew.


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater