An Empty ChairA Poem by Jacob BrineEmpty seats at full attention Bodies erect Eyes on the teacher Never moving not even their stare Listening To every word Wisdom of the ages reveals itself With no vessels to contain it It slips away in the empty classroom And there's nothing there But an empty chair © 2014 Jacob Brine |
AuthorJacob BrineLebanon, PAAbout"Every Single thing has its own unique beauty. People with autism get to cherish this beauty, as if it's a kind of blessing given to us. Wherever we go, whatever we do, we can never be completely lone.. more..Writing
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