Twas the Night Before School Started

 

Twas the Night Before School Started

 

This sweet little rhyme was written by a friend and coworker of mine.  Kathy teaches Kindergarten and I have had the pleasure of working with her for several years.  I hope you enjoy poem as much as I did.  Please be sure to leave her a comment at the bottom!

 

By Katherine Miller
Twas the Night Before School Started

Twas the night before school started, when all through the house
Mrs. Miller was looking for her black and white blouse..
The lesson plans were completed and revised with care,
She wanted to change them; but she didn’t dare.

It’s only 7:00 and she’s ready for bed,
While visions of her Kinders danced in her head.
And finished with the marker she can’t find the cap,
Which she used to write her Back to School Rap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Kyle and Jared were mowing…Oh what did it matter?
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and cried… REMEMBER THE TRASH!

The moon on the breast of the new-trimmed lawn
Gave the lustre of mid-day to squelch my yawn.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
A reminder that I chose teaching as my career.

With a little prayer, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment God would cause it to stick.
More rapid than eagles His Spirit He came,
And He comforted, and encouraged, and called ME by name!

“Now Kathy! now, Tina! now, Robin and Nicole!
On, Julie! On, Elizabeth! on Jennifer and Joel!
From the Father above! From the Lord of all!
Now have a blessed year! Blessed year to all!

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