Thursday, November 20, 2008

Laughter

Sometimes, after a long day, all it takes is a couple of prat falls--or silly dances--to send you over the edge.

Your giggles and all-consuming belly laughs are so rejuvenating after spending hours with
teenagers who: outnumber or lack compassion for me (or learning)
who: turn away when I ask them meaningful questions.

In the long afternoons, I dream of the running hug and burying my face in your blond curls, feeling your smile on my neck.

And then
there you are again.

1 comment:

Loucindy said...

Sometimes I wonder if the pendulum will ever start to swing back the other direction toward respecting teachers/adults again.