by Lucy Turner
Brown mist around the mountain,
Beneath a treasure blue,
Jewels sparkling like diamonds,
Silver eyelash blading through.
A girl that grows her heart out BIG,
Watering her future from the seeds sprouting from her head,
Picked children from her garden and did what mama said,
Planting learning in the minds of children and the faces she had read.
Shows she’s a wonderful teacher from the seed up to the stem.