A Teacher's Dream
Poem By Ruth G. Rogers
Dear God, I come to you and pray
For help to meet each coming day;
To shape these precious minds I hold
Within my power to guide and mold.
These children gaze with trusting eyes,
As if to make me realize
The awesome task that faces me-
The challenge teaching has to be.
Please grant me wisdom every day
To help these children in a way
That teaches them to deal with life,
And how to meet defeat and strife.
And then my "engineers" will find
The answers puzzling all mankind,
And blaring media news will beam
Their contributions to our dream.
And I'll be proud and thrilled to see
Diseases cured, no poverty,
A cleaner world with peace at hand,
And brotherhood throughout the land.