Altitude, Attitude & Gratitude Poem by John Sensele

When I started school I'd often scram
Mom would chaperone me back into my classroom
Where I learned to read, reckon and write an exam
To zoom away from gloom and doom

As one grade at a time
I got education into my stride
To generate a dime and climb
To the apex of mom's pride

Seen beaming on her face
As I collected certificates, diplomas and degrees
To become the ace
Mom strove to build not by decrees

But by God's grace
That guided my studies
From a slippery surface to a place
Where altitude, attitude and gratitude poured from me and my buddies.