Smurthwaite, Margaret Eleanor (Heywood) (1895-1992) Student's poetic tribute

Smurthwaite, Margaret Eleanor (Heywood) (1895-1992) Student's poetic tribute

                     My English Class 

                                           Written for and dedicated to Mrs. Heywood,                      
                  My English teacher

                By Mary Harris, Period 5

                 Another year is at its end

As calendars declare.

And so again I often think

How much I truly care.

I know I’m rather stupid, but

I thought I’d have some fun

And write a note to you to tell

For me what you have done.

I don’t know much about it,

But I still think I should try.

For if I do not tell you this

I think that I shall die.

So now my note I’ll try to write.

Although it may not rhyme,

And even if the meter’s wrong

I will have had a time.

English literature is quite

Intoxicating, so.

We study stories full of joy

And ones of hurt and woe.

Though many of my grades are good

     In English they are poor.

But you, Mrs. Heywood, 

gave the course a very lustrous glow.

You felt the parts that you did read

So in them you put spice.

This is a vital factor that

Has made this course so nice.

So in the end I’d like to say

I really have had fun.

I regret I didn’t do much more

Now that the year is done.

Coming years will be different

For my part I’ll try to do,

And I’ll remember that of this

Most was spurred on by you.

Another year is ending, but

Another year will start

And all throughout its calendar
I’ll try to do my part.