There is a substitute teacher at my school – a white haired older gent who loves to teach Robert Frost and Emily Dickenson. He and I have bonded over rowdy classes (mine that he has subbed for), early onset Alzheimer’s in the very young (my mom and a friend of his) and, of course, poetry.
He’s wanted to read some of my poetry and when he stopped by today to mention it again I just happened to have some with me, so I gave him some to read.
Later he came by with some lovely comments, some gentle critique and this golden gem:
“Some people are poets and some people write poems. You are definately of the former.”
Thank you Jerry. I needed that! 🙂