The last day of school is in sight. You can’t imagine how hard
it is to release my masterpieces, say goodbye to my best work.
Launching you, I imagine the sigh of wing-beats
as you fly away, soaring with your talent,
your sense of humor, your desire to set the world right. When
you alight again next fall, don’t you dare hide your talent,
head under wing, letting others lead. Genius doesn’t
need adult plumage to rise and spiral. All genius needs is work.
And remember, the work of flight is joyful, not hard.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2018
This is a great ending to the month of poetry. I get emotional this time of year as I send seniors into the world, especially my AP Lit students who have spent every school day w/ me in 75 minute chunks.
ReplyDeletePredisposed to tears tonight, but still, you got me hard. No--
ReplyDeletejoyful, not hard. <3
Congratulations on a really outstanding month of work, my friend.
Well, now I'm all teary.
ReplyDeleteGenius doesn’t
need adult plumage to rise and spiral.
This is what you've told them, daily, in various forms. They know. They know. I hope they believe.