Lately, I've been teaching a lot in that spot where Bryan Middle School places its "difficult cases." Sometimes hard on the outside, these kids (once you get to know them) all really have hearts of Gold. Of course, getting them to do their homework is another story ... But, for now, let's focus on our Hope for them, especially for Rachael (who is also nicknamed Emmy), a poet in her own "write" and whose many writing inquiries prompted these present stanzas.
These Are
Her Rooms
of Doom
For Here
She Sits
and Sighs
And There
She Quits
and Cries
But suddenly ...Despair disappears and the Spirit inspires
As she seeks the answers that Wisdom requires
And asks "the Writer" through the gloom and gloam
"But when's the last time you wrote a poem?"
She challenges me to write the riff
That God has given me as gift
A poem that takes you past what makes you sad
That gives you strength when all looks bad
The tale of He who came down from on High
To live, to learn, to dream, to DIE
Then RISE—to show us all the Reason why
Love ALWAYS wins if we just try
As a Babe
He cradled you when you did fall
As a Man
He stands by you so you stand tall
To fearlessly proclaim His Call
To be a Light that shines for all
Rach
Christmas is coming so this poem must end
But before I take my leave, my friend
I'll sing that chorus once again
Peace on Earth! Good Will toward "Em"!
Tom (Mr.) O'Toole
to Rachael
(and all those in the "Room of Doom")
Merry Christmas!
Feast of St. Lucy
Dec. 13, 2007
These Are
Her Rooms
of Doom
For Here
She Sits
and Sighs
And There
She Quits
and Cries
But suddenly ...
As she seeks the answers that Wisdom requires
And asks "the Writer" through the gloom and gloam
"But when's the last time you wrote a poem?"
She challenges me to write the riff
That God has given me as gift
A poem that takes you past what makes you sad
That gives you strength when all looks bad
The tale of He who came down from on High
To live, to learn, to dream, to DIE
Then RISE—to show us all the Reason why
Love ALWAYS wins if we just try
As a Babe
He cradled you when you did fall
As a Man
He stands by you so you stand tall
To fearlessly proclaim His Call
To be a Light that shines for all
Rach
Christmas is coming so this poem must end
But before I take my leave, my friend
I'll sing that chorus once again
Peace on Earth! Good Will toward "Em"!
Tom (Mr.) O'Toole
to Rachael
(and all those in the "Room of Doom")
Merry Christmas!
Feast of St. Lucy
Dec. 13, 2007
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