Teacher's Pet

[good4somethingbum]

for a gal...Teacher’s PetI heard Miss Wells never had children of her ownSo that little 4th grade classroom became her homeShe’d wanted to write children’s books in her college daysBut like with many dreams, passing time gave them wings and they flew awayShe saw I liked to read and gave me a copy of Charlotte’s WebBoys used to pull my pig-tails, tease and call me teacher’s petWe had a hamster in a cage by the flag and globeDuring recess he’d watch me read while other girls skipped ropeMiss Wells never ate her lunch in the teacher’s loungeAnd long after dark, hers was the last car to leave school groundsShe’d feed that fat hamster and grade papers at her deskTickle his belly cos he was really the teacher’s petcos she had a long and lonely night aheadat home all she could see, was the child that could never beSo how she loved her teacher’s petWell, I wrote my first book when twenty years had passedI thought she’d have forgotten I was ever in her classBut I wanted to thank Miss Wells with a special giftWent by the pet shop, drove out and knocked on the door where she livedGave her that hamster cage like she once gave me Charlotte’s WebTime ran down her cheeks because she recalled her teacher’s petsO she had a long and lonely night aheadat home all she could see, was the child that could never beSo how she loved her teacher’s pet©2007 Robert George

[squidlips]

Awww, that's lovely.

[good4somethingbum]

thanks squidlips.