soft and brown
like late fall leaves,
move back and forth
assisting her words
in preparing the young minds
sitting in the cluster of desks.
Her index finger glides along the page
like a model on a catwalk,
moving gracefully down each line.
As if practicing paleography,
she helps her students
find meaning in the words.
Her ring finger crowned
with a silver band, guarded
safely between the middle and little finger.
Her palms gently pat
shoulders as they pass by,
praising their performance
multiplying and dividing,
and waving them onto the bus.
© Gabriel Forsyth 2012
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