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"A Teaching Fantasy"
I teach.
Ideas and words are my business.
I toss them into the air and watch them float softly
as autumn leaves (though with much less color and grace.)
They float around your heads,
drift into piles on your desk tops,
glide along your sleeves and whisper-dance around your ears.
Someday
one may catch your attention and inspire you with its color-
at least for a season.
- Margaret Hatcher
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