Photo by Amy LV
The poem I have in my pocket today is Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye; this poem has changed me, and I am grateful to Naomi for her wisdom. Our children's school has a grandparents' luncheon this morning, and I plan to leave a stack of copies of this poem somewhere in the building for people to find.
Sometimes I think about children learning to read, about what a miracle it is to suddenly understand all of those small squiggly lines and dots. I can't remember not knowing how to read, but I do remember the early days of our children learning. They'd point out letters in books and would call out the names of signs along the roadway. Each new word was a victory, an entrance into the secret and beautiful world of language.
Tomorrow I am grateful to have the opportunity to spend a Poem in Your Pocket Day with the children of Country Parkway Elementary in Williamsville, NY. For tomorrow (sigh) is the last day of National Poetry Month, the last Poetry Friday of April, and the last day of NaPoWriMo too.
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