In all honesty

i should blog about the good things
the ones where kids with innocent faces
ask in their utmost sincerity

"Ms Chong, do you really love us?"
so i reply,
"Of course i do. Why not?"
and she says,
"Why do you love us so much?
All the other teachers hate us so."

"If i do not love you,
where am i going to find the strength to go on?
You are my responsibility
and it's mine to love you"
so i say in all honesty

Days are getting shorter
nights are unbearable

somehow God is there, i know
because a boy came up to me in music class
and said,
"Cher, can you play this CD?"
i look at it,
and it's an original composition he has done for church

Maybe
i should worry less
and do more

sorry. You.
i know it's been hard
putting up with me these days.