#64Challenge
After watching intensive reading students grapple with text, and borrowing a line from Nick Flynn's poem "Balcony" this poem emerged.
The only promise I can make
is I will do my best to
guide you in the direction you
are meant to go, that I will
encourage you, point out all the
place you shine, and let you
keep polishing that stone, that
gem inside you, that is waiting
to emerge, that will be a brighter
light, that will make you know
it is possible.
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