A teachers heart is one of learning.
Of constant modification.
Lending pieces of it at the sound of a child's voice.
What is not seen
Are the broken parts.
The times when my heart falls out of my chest.
My child, I am sorry
My child, you don't deserve it
My child, here is safe
A heart of protection.
Showing each student their worth
Value more valuable than the words of this poem
Without you my child
My heart
Would simply
collapse
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
A teachers heart is one of learning.
Of constant modification.
Lending pieces of it at the sound of a child's voice.
What is not seen
Are the broken parts.
The times when my heart falls out of my chest.
My child, I am sorry
My child, you don't deserve it
My child, here is safe
A heart of protection.
Showing each student their worth
Value more valuable than the words of this poem
Without you my child
My heart
Would simply
collapse
