James Foulk Poet Free verse

The Old Class Room

My old class room may I always

remember the memories you

gave me so many years ago.

How could I forget you Miss Johnson

my 3rd grade teacher, the teacher

I ever had, who made me believe in myself,

teaching me so many things that I never forgot.

You were my teacher at Davis Grade School

in Grinnell Iowa, who was a friend

to a shy little kid, who all the other kids made fun of,

because I was the new kid in class.

Would like to go back to Davis Grade School

and pay the old class room a visit, knowing

that you have been gone for many years now,

I will never forget you Miss Johnson or that

old class room.

Written 8-15-11

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Sara Kendrick August 21, 2011 at 3:45 PM Great honor that you have given your former teacher...Reads like she was very special..I am glad that I chose this one to read this afternoon..Thanks for stopping by..Is the problem with your computer only on PoetrySoup or is it in general ? PoetrySoup site is having problems and we all have been effected by it...Sara

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 17, 2011 at 2:16 PM sweet memories of school James.. I was taught by nums for 12 years and wow were they strict but some so very nice too like your theme today luv..

Sherry Danielson August 16, 2011 at 1:12 PM Thanks for posting your memories.