its time

by Leonard M Hawkes

as I straightened the map
at the back of the class
I saw St. Louis--

and thought of the two
meager times I passed through
its overcrowded mugginess--

I simply wanted to be Home--

fifty-three years in a classroom
preparing for that broad,
bright world beyond


Author's Note: ... a random classroom moment that forced itself into a poem

Posted on 04/28/2013
Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 04/28/13 at 11:45 AM

Time does send these moments back to us doesn't it, remembered moments that tell us how we lived.

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