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He’s alone in his thoughts as he sits in class. His mind too full of wonder to focus on the task. “Wake up, says his teacher, you’ve got work to do.” “Science and math and a test or two.” But he never hears a word she says. He is lost deep in the fantasy inside his head. He dreams of a world far away Where he can laugh and play. Where girls and boys Can have all the candy and toys. Where dragons can fly And castles soar into the sky. Where monsters roar And eagles soar. Where there are no rules And never a day of school. That is where his mind is at, All day, in that chair he sat. But teacher don’t despair. For while homework he might not care. That boy who you scold Might be the one who changes the world.

The Narrow Path

forest trail

The narrow path is out of view,
Except for a select few,
Who dare to venture far from home
To a destination unknown.

The narrow path turns and twists.
Coming dangerously close to the cliff.
It plunges into the forest deep
Scraggly branches snapping beneath our feet.

The narrow path arrives at a stream.
To weary travelers is quite a dream.
Beyond the stream is a sight to behold,
Up a steep mountain we must go.

The narrow path goes up the hill.
Higher and higher we must climb still.
At last we reach the mountaintop.
The look down is quite a drop.

But before us is the most beautiful view.
Nature painted in the sun's fading hue.
The scene before us we dare not talk.
The narrow path was worth the walk.