By Lisa Margo Faerman Herman '76
Holding 25 minds in the palm of my handó
Bright, eager facesólike sunflowers,
Following my every movement.
Hostile, angry eyes challenging me to
Open, curious minds, hoping to tread
On new territory.
Trusting, yet, nervous, soulsó
Awaiting the unknown,
Wondering if they will succeed.
Yes, let me help you.
Yes, let me guide you through a year
To find yourself at the end of a
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