TheGIantINTHeJungle

Once upon a time I made a promise, one I intended to keep, to not write you a poem till I was sure it’d make you weep.

Of course, now we are leaving, packing up and moving on, taking with us only memories of the journey we’ve been on.

And I’m sitting here across from you in this coffee shop you found, and I can’t picture how life will work when you won’t be around.

Because who could ever replace you, whose presence changed my life from a fragile girl to a fearsome fighter whose words cut like a knife.

You showed me laughter, and you taught me to fly, and you said if I want it, I just have to try.

You’re more than my rock, you’re my best friend, and though we may part, I hope that won’t end.

432 miles may seem so far, but I swear to you, it’s not. I’m right here if you get lonely. I’m your escape should you feel caught.

For college is an adventure, a brand new page, a fresh start, but as we go, I ask one thing: Please keep me in your heart.

Dear Students,

I’ve been working on my first letter to you.  Here are some in-progress pictures. I want to send it your way a few weeks before our semester begins.  One of the things you’ll have to do is pick a character name for yourself. You can tell people your real name, but when we are in class we will always use our character names.

One of my favorite parts of getting ready for class is finding out what names you have picked for yourself.

My Fall Semester name will be Professor SETI.

I am fragile.

I’ve a flimsy paper body that shies away from that which may tear me apart

passion is a flame that burns even the brave, so what fire could be lit in me who withers to ash when questioned?