He came scurrying into the room.
Ten minutes late –
Again.
He fumbles through his briefcase
and runs his fingers through
his tousled, wind-blown hair.
He faces the class and smiles
his sheepish grin.
He explains –
Again –
why he’s not quite organized
and the reason for his tardiness.
but,
with vigor and enthusiasm,
he comes up with a brainstorm
and enchants the class,
with a brilliant,
interesting, unprepared lecture.
Again.
Michigan Mary 