When I first read this one I thought of you and your hubs at the kitchen table "aging together"... not focusing on the table's edges. Maybe I was projecting me and my hubs "worn at the edges". Either way, beautiful. :)
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Franki and Mary Lee are both teachers, and have been for more than 20 years.
Franki is a fifth grade teacher. She is the author of Beyond Leveled Books (Stenhouse), Still Learning to Read (Stenhouse), and Day-to-Day Assessment in the Reading Workshop (Scholastic).
Mary Lee is a fifth grade teacher. She is the author of Reconsidering Read-Aloud (Stenhouse) and has poems in the Poetry Friday Anthology, the Poetry Friday Anthology for Middle School, the Poetry Friday Anthology for Science, the Poetry Friday Anthology for Celebrations (Pomelo Books), Dear Tomato: An International Crop of Food and Agriculture Poems, National Geographic Books of Nature Poems, The Best of Today's Little Ditty (2014-15 and 2016), Amy Ludwig VanDerwater's Poems are Teachers, National Geographic's The Poetry of US, and IMPERFECT: Poems About Mistakes.
I hear ya! Some days I feel this more than others.
ReplyDeleteMaybe especially after this year! Wishing you a good week, Mary Lee!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous! I love this one with every worn bone in my body, Mary Lee.
ReplyDeleteAh, yes. Holding on to the edges, like a dear old friend.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first read this one I thought of you and your hubs at the kitchen table "aging together"... not focusing on the table's edges. Maybe I was projecting me and my hubs "worn at the edges". Either way, beautiful. :)
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