amuse
01-10-2008, 04:27 PM
The Little Dipper pours its water into the
Big Dipper; folllow the Little Dipper to find the
North Star...
The times I never found Polaris
are too numerous to count,
though he told me time after
time, walk after walk,
campsite after campsite,
state after state.
He's leaving the Big Dipper behind, and
climbing onto the little one's handle.
Closer...he's getting closer.
He taught me to set goals, and
how to tell if a number was divisible by seven.
Math tricks that I don't even
know I know.
Terrified Grandma when he drove
the wee houseboat into a shallow, choppy
lake.
Scrubbed redwood stains off his hands
before he ate dinner, because his
customers preferred fake red to natural wood.
That always made him sad.
Gave me a love of musicals and old movies,
and plate-sized pancakes,
fluffy, drizzled with molasses,
crisp around the edges.
I don't know how many people
used to come up to him and say
I was your student, and
you were great,
and he remembered them, knew
their families, and he loved
every one of them.
When he reaches the
North Star, they'll still be
telling him that.
And he'll be up there,
still trying to point it
out to me.
It won't be so hard to find anymore.
Big Dipper; folllow the Little Dipper to find the
North Star...
The times I never found Polaris
are too numerous to count,
though he told me time after
time, walk after walk,
campsite after campsite,
state after state.
He's leaving the Big Dipper behind, and
climbing onto the little one's handle.
Closer...he's getting closer.
He taught me to set goals, and
how to tell if a number was divisible by seven.
Math tricks that I don't even
know I know.
Terrified Grandma when he drove
the wee houseboat into a shallow, choppy
lake.
Scrubbed redwood stains off his hands
before he ate dinner, because his
customers preferred fake red to natural wood.
That always made him sad.
Gave me a love of musicals and old movies,
and plate-sized pancakes,
fluffy, drizzled with molasses,
crisp around the edges.
I don't know how many people
used to come up to him and say
I was your student, and
you were great,
and he remembered them, knew
their families, and he loved
every one of them.
When he reaches the
North Star, they'll still be
telling him that.
And he'll be up there,
still trying to point it
out to me.
It won't be so hard to find anymore.