| Biographical Poetry
posted December 6, 2015
a retirement speech
I've long imagined there'd be a watch of gold
to mark the passing of the work-long years.
But, as times have moved along I've seen unfold
so many things to test my rusting gears.
A watch inscribed with: thanks for all you've done,
would be like me - antique, a curiosity
to gather dust and hide away from sun.
Such maudlin thoughts reflect my melancholy
in moments as I say goodbye to all
I've loved and been for forty-six short seasons.
I've tried to be forever young, forestall
this closing down, but now I'm out of reasons.
I watched Neil Armstrong walk the moon
and pondered with my students what it meant.
My final lesson has come far too soon
and I hope the pondering was time well spent.
To work with children is a gift of grace,
the opportunity to watch them fly,
to see those light-bulb moments on a face,
to pick them up when it's too hard to try.
To meet the child become a woman, man,
is something that we teachers know is gold.
We try to offer something where we can
to carry them through life till they are old.
I know my colleagues love the children too.
We've helped each child negotiate the turns.
It is our passion that provides the glue
to bring together everything they learn.
I thank you all for friendship and support
and know you'll carry on the noble quest.
Think of me in cafes, or out playing sport
while you're each doing what you all do best.
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I am retiring from teaching this week after forty-six years in the classroom. This is a poem I hope to include in my speech which is traditionally expected as staff members are farewelled. I'd appreciate any helpful feedback before I use this.
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