Well Rested

I know I told you guys that I would be updating old poems last night.  I intended to make good on that promise…then I passed out at 8:00 pm.  I’ve had a couple of exhausting days in an elementary school special education classroom.  It was so bad that my eyes started to grow tired as I tried to finish the book I am reading– 11/22/63 by Stephen King.  By the way, this is not one of King’s better books.

I will update a couple of poems over the next hour (and work on the redesign).  Until then, I want to direct you to a poem I think many of you will enjoy.  I wrote it last semester while substitute teaching in a elementary art classroom.  Eavesdropping on my students is one of my favorite past-times.  Enjoy.

Young Darling