Still winds keep it silent; Gentle evening breezes bring a faint melody to dance on air. Clouds gather, thunder thrashes, lightning strikes, formidable wind-foes force it into cacophony; but listen,
Another teacher email. Another assessment. Another session of extra help. I scratched my head while feeling overwhelmed, frustrated, and weary throughout many of the conversations that school year about my
Hope takes root in the hardest soil.
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