They Ask me why I Teach – Glennice L. Harmon

They ask me why I teach
And I reply, “Where could I find more splendid company?”

There sits a statesman,
Strong, unbiased, wise,

Another later Webster

And there a doctor
Whose quick, steady hand
Can mend a bone or stem the lifeblood’s flow.

A builder sits beside him —
Upward rise the arches of that church he builds wherein

That minister will speak the word of God,
And lead a stumbling soul to touch the Christ.

And all about
A lesser gathering
Of farmers, merchants, teachers,
Laborers, men

Who work and vote and build
And plan and pray into a great tomorrow.

And, I say,
“I may not see the church,
Or hear the word,
Or eat the food their hands will grow.
And yet — I may.

And later I may say,
“I knew the lad, and he was strong,
Or weak, or kind, or proud
Or bold or gay.

I knew him once,
But then he was a boy.

They ask my why I teach and I reply,
“Where could I find more splendid company?”


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