School

I am in the
Second grade
Learning to spell
School thinking the
Word sounds German
Not knowing the Latin root
When it occurs to me that on
The upper right of my paper
I have written the date Nov
8, 1952 and I wonder how
Many times I will add to
That date into sixties
Or even past 2000
Mapping out how
Old I will be as
I write new
Years on
Pages
Fitting myself
In time then space
Like learning where
I live in my town and
What is where in the
Universe of scale not
Yet aware of the finding
Of place within the human
Heart will be another learning
Experience of acquiring knowledge
From ignorance to comprehension
Of a more spiritual side to life
Than Manila paper crayons
Colored pencils chalk dust
And a new teacher each
Year as time collapses
Speeding up as each
New year seems a
Bit shorter since
I am spending
One seventh
If my entire
Life in the
Second
Grade
How
Our
Whole
World is
Perspective
In the school
Rooms of our life.