Every school year brings challenges to our youngest learners in the classroom. These struggling children find hope in a teacher, administrator, custodian, instructional assistant, or any other type of mentor. This is the hope of this poem.
Fearing tomorrow’s tasks
Dreaming of something more
Probing life’s gloomy path
Failing again to score
Meeting darkness once more
Ignoring teacher’s clues
Bearing sounds of silence
Surrounding failure’s blues
Learning nothing today
Parking in empty space
Sharing with hidden friend
Reaching familiar place
Retreating to safe zone
Boarding life’s empty plane
Watching goals crushed again
Seeing more fire than rain
Entering new classroom
Looking into hope’s eyes
Hearing assuring voice
Launching learning’s sunrise
Big Sky Buckeye 
This poem reminds me of the excitement of the first day of school! 🌟🌟🌟
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Wonderful memory! One of my younger grandchildren began kindergarten a few days back.
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Yes, “ Launching learning’s sunrise” – keeping hope alive! Would that we might all keep that mindset our whole lives long! Never stop learning!!
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Jan, your words are well-spoken. From one educator to another, may we always be learning.
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let’s hope all children find a person they can connect with at school and who will spark their curiosity and give them hope…
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Indeed Jim! I might have been thinking of my grandson, Ben, who began kindergarten a few days back.
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I wish Ben the best!
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Eileen, I appreciate you sharing this poem with your readers. We can never write too much about hope.
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