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Leading a Tour

The students were a sassy bunch, Inquisitive and loud. They questioned and debated, Some outstanding in the crowd. I pointed out the artifacts, Related and explained And marveled at discussions With the knowledge they obtained. It doesn’t always flow this way, So this was a delight, A privilege to be leading them, To watch those sparks ignite. Perhaps they won’t remember me But if my gut’s correct, We all gained something rare – so nice When old and young connect. (I volunteer at a museum, leading school groups)

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Date: 2/9/2016 7:52:00 AM
- An interesting job, I want to believe :) - A great poem, Ilene - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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