Based on my roots
I'm growing
Amazing fruit!
It took my past
For me to know
To upwards branch,
To yearn and grow!
I remembered when all I wanted to do is write, even into the night. Now teaching first grade consumes all my energy and deprives me of fitful sleep. I dont know how to shut off worrying about 19 little ones.
. Last night I put on Come Follow Me for a couple of lessons. Sleepless hours! I finally dozed off and this poem was in my heart when I woke up.
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