When you waltzed into my classroom, eyes full of wonder

When you laughed and sang and began to ponder

When the sky turned dismal 

When the rain began to fall

Did you know it was you who I do this for?

As you scrunched your face with doubt or worry

As you smiled at a friend or even at me

As you watched me teach and knew who you could be

Did you know it was you who I do this for?

With fairy lined fa...

When my star flecked hands wrapped around yours did I go too far?

As the smile of the divine graced your lips, did I cross the line?

You see it is quiet moments that bring it all painfully interview.

I now see how your hands tremble beneath and your smile flickered.

I now see how you hesitated to return that which was given to you.

Or instead was I just… Right?

I tend to believe that the stars ...

I find no comfort in silence. Silence is the all encompassing tune that plays in our souls. It is the wordless smiles and thoughtless actions. Or is it?

See this, I know to be true, contrary to popular belief, silence is not the absence of sound. In fact, it is the absence of whimsy.

Without whimsy, the world is cold and cruel. Without playfulness, the world is lost. Without joyful noise the wo...