Puff Piece

Annette Rochelle Aben

Today

A dragon

Sat in my yard

Alone in the sun

As if he had no friends

He watched the birds as they flew

I wondered if he’d want to play

I started outside but was afraid

He began crying silent dragon tears

There were little puffs of smoke when he sighed

I went over and sat nearby

We kept our thoughts to ourselves

Watching clouds floating by

Enjoying the breeze

Sharing the love

With a friend

I made

Today

©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

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Author: Rae Longest

This year (2019) finds me with 50 plus years of teaching "under my belt." I have taught all levels from pre-K "(library lady" or "book lady"--volunteer) to juniors, seniors, and graduate students enrolled in my Advanced Writing class at the university where I have just completed 30 years. My first paying teaching job was junior high, and I spent 13 years with ages 12-13, the "difficult years." I had some of the "funnest" experiences with this age group. When I was no longer the "young, fun teacher," I taught in an elementary school setting before sixth graders went on to junior high, teaching language arts blocs, an assignment that was a "dream-fit" for me. After completing graduate school in my 40s, I went on to community college, then university teaching. Just as teaching is "in my blood," so is a passion for reading, writing, libraries, and everything bookish. This blog will be open to anyone who loves books, promotes literacy and wants to "come out and play."

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