A Journey from 1944
to … Now
2015–2016 School Year
Retired
I think in “school years”—as you see.
It just makes sense somehow to me.
Since 1949, you know,
I’ve gone to school, with books in tow.
A student first, a teacher next—
A life I loved (in most respects).
And now, retired, this calendar
Is still the one I most prefer.
So as this series nears its end—
I trust that you are still my friend?
And not so bored with all I’ve done
That I have lost you, all and one?
Tomorrow I will write about
Where things now stand—the things I doubt,
The things that I’m most certain of—
Like reading, thinking, learning. Love.
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