belief
I worked with middle schoolers for over half a century,
that reality daunts many who speak to me,
they can seem flabbergasted that I loved it all,
that I was good at it all,
in my dreams, though,
I imagine scenarios within which I couldn't do it,
the effort so vital to me
that the fear of being insufficient
can still devastate me in the night,
many former students thank me for believing in them,
a self-belief that challenged them
while their worth seemed obviously true to me,
for when I saw them, understood them,
believed in them,
their worth shouted at me,
my belief, plus theirs, made it so.
by Henry H. Walker
September 10, ‘25
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