to my kids at central....

we are having a poetry coffee house over the next couple of days. the kids write original poems and "perform" them (some want to sing and some want to rap). i promised them that i would write a poem. so after spending time with some of them tonight at a basketball game, this is what happened:

I like change.
I always have.
New places
New people
New sights
New emotions
Experiences
Lessons [will be] learned
But I can’t deny the sense of deflation I feel
When leaving those or that
Whom or which I love.
No words.
Tears yes.
No words.
But I will say this:
Thank you.
I will never forget any of you.
In Spanish: Le quiero:
I care a lot.
Gracias.

noticias

so i got a job. i have a salary. i am a teacher.
i am teaching sophomore honors english.
several emotions.
elated.

hecho

i have siete days left with my kids at central, and in all honesty, i think my heart might shatter. i'm trying to hang on to every bit of time that i have left with them. why did i have to go and fall in love with them?