School

(To Naugatuck Valley Community Technical College—A Dedication)

“That school belongs alone to them who seek

A richer life and higher pay each week.

Is but a faded maxim, grim and bleak.

For it exerts the wrong appeal

To senses nature means to feel

Wonder and awe that worldly woe would heal

Therefore, the school is what its students need,

And shall their truest interests ever heed

Because man’s mind on finder food for thought must feed.

Like Lady Liberty its own unwanted people take

And give to each the precious chance to make

What better man or woman time in them will wake.

Before my inner eyes, pass in quickening pace

My students of every age and sect and race,

Who now at once become one face.

For they to me were one on one

Like earth in orbit ‘round its sun.

But now, just points of light, to blur begun

To each of them the school belongs.

For each one writes, and sings its songs.