Teachers, classrooms, we attend
Books, paper, pencil and pen.
This is what school pointed towards
“The pen IS mightier then the sword”
As we grow we store things away
Decades later create poetic essays.
After we're gone others will learn
Helping them to write and discern.
A legacy is what we leave behind
So young talent one day will find
The beauty of the a quill in hand
How poetry can change this land.
Our poetry is fresh for today
Archives for the future we convey
Copyright ©2005 Carole Cookie Arnold
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