Molder of Dreams

Thirty years ago, I wanted to be a teacher!  I had great teachers in High School that influenced my life greatly.  Two things still make me wonder what it would have been like.  

First, this time of year when all the kids are returning to school. I love new beginnings.

Secondly, this poem entitled: Molder of Dreams.  

Incidentally - it was a favorite of Ronald Reagan's.

You are the molders of their dreams

You who build or crush

Their young beliefs of right or wrong.

You are the spark that sets aflame

The poet's hand or lights the flame

Of some great singer's song.

You are the leaders of the young, the very young

You are the guardian of a million dreams

Your every smile or frown

Can heal or pierce the heart.

Your patient work, your touch

Make you the leaders of hope

Who fill their souls with dreams

To make those dreams come true.

You molder of dreams