
I devoted
many years of my life to the Parent Teacher
Association
To parents -- to
teachers -- to young people in whom I believed
And in those I
thought believed in me.
Who cares?
No one?
Who remembers?
None?
Did I give so much
for so few... or was it so little for so many?
Might there be one
teacher who remembers...or even one parent who
cared?
Perhaps even one
youngster who recalls that I was there?
Does anyone
remember my name?
It has been so
many years.
Did just one shed
a tear...
A passing thought
perhaps? Has just one missed me?
Does anyone know
I'm no longer here?
If there be one..
if only just one, even though it be my own,
Then the years are
but a day because someone surely cared
And thus, my work
was not in vain.
I will be
remembered, for what I left remains a legacy
to grow
And become a
foundation for what they yet will know,
And the futures
they will build.
Even though I'm no
longer here,
I walk beside you
still and share your fear.
I feel the anguish
and touch your heartfelt tear
Shed year...after
year...after year
For our youth.
Though you
remember not my name, nor even from where I
came...
Be not others so
forgotten, for the help they give in time of
need
Their memories
should linger on and forever in your heart
remain.


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by permission
Copyright © Joyce
Williams
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