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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A TEACHER, by DOROTHY WHITTINGTON
First Line: Not like a pussywillow she was
Last Line: They who did not understand.
Subject(s): Teaching & Teachers
First Line: Not like a pussywillow she was
Last Line: They who did not understand.
Subject(s): Teaching & Teachers
Not like a pussywillow she was,
Soft, enchanting,
Bursting into silver beauty
When the first warmth of spring
Shone upon her;
Nor like the rose
Unfolding its fragile petals
Until its fragrant loveliness
Entranced the world;
But, rather, like the nuts of autumn,
Rich, delicious, nourishing,
She had slowly developed
And stood
Waiting,
Ready for sacrifice.
Let the cold winds blow!
Inside her prickly shell she would not care.
Let the frosts come!
Yet they called her an "Old Maid,"
They who did not understand.
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