I stopped a while in a small school

children scribbled and computed

laughed

played

grew in wisdom and grace ----- some did

some did not

Children became their parents

became their good parents

became their bad parents

became their missing, imagined parents

grew in wisdom and grace ----- some did

some did not




Children who were poor or rich

mingled

learned lessons of spelling

math

life

tolerance

love

grew in wisdom and grace ----- some did

some did not

I have cried over, prayed for, and learned from

Children of a small school,

and

When we had given all the other could receive,

I left.