If you listen very carefully
I'm sure that you can hear,
the shuffling of many footsteps
in the school house standing near.
The call to attention by the teacher,
the clatter of lunch pails put on shelves,
the pledge of allegiance to the flag,
the singing of a song - not too well.
The learning of the three "R's" with time left,
of course to tease, putting pigtails in the ink
well while hoping teacher doesn't see.
Shouts of laughter on the playground,
echo down through many years,
standing empty in the shadows is the ...