The Last Day of School
It’s weird how much one room
Can hold so much
And I’m not just talking about the chairs
Or tables
Or even the whiteboards
But the memories
The laughs
The cries
The confidence and confidants instilled
A classroom can hold 32 desks and chairs
But it can also hold so much more.
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Thirty-two! That’s a large class.
I love your idea of becoming Dr. Doctor. Go for it!
Very true. Really enjoyed this.
Besides the clever wordplay (I enjoyed “confidence and confidants”), I love the message of this poem. A classroom, much like any other place, is so much more than the things it holds, and you captured that sentiment well. Thank you for sharing!