JENNY
PC Applications Class 201 began Nineteen and Ninety four March nine
The students were there and ready to go, I was happy this class was mine
PC, DOS, Word Processing, Spreadsheets and Data Base I was to teach
My goal was much more than computers, for the students I wanted to reach
They were each different in their own way, each a very special person to me
Bright eyes, excited and anxious to learn, just what was this thing called a PC
It happened that very first night, a young lass named Jenny brightened our soul
She was bubbly, fresh, and honest, no doubt Jenny would be on the honor roll
Bright as a star, this young girl was, I just knew her contributions would be many
To this old world she would freely help, giving of herself and not asking a penny
Jenny was quick with her mind you could tell, there was an artist inside I know
As the weeks went by and she worked in class, it was delightful to see her grow
Something was not quite right, it appeared one night and it bothered me no end
My prayers were with her, but I had to do more, just let her know I was her friend
Jenny has so much to offer and is truly smart, not only that she has a really big heart
Knowing and believing just how important, she just had to know before I would part
May 18 was the last night of class, after grading the papers she made a high B
The end of May, Jenny my prized student, my wife and grandson got to see
In my plans were for her to visit with us on Leesville Road at some future date
Sometimes it is so very hard to understand that we may never control our fate
The pain was deep when today I was told, about my friend Jenny and she was gone
For she was like a rose bud growing and getting ready to bloom, it seemed so wrong
Could this be true or was it just a prank of some cruel persons twisted mind
My thoughts were spinning , I must go to Wal-
They answered my question, with what I just didn't want to hear
The call received had been true, coworkers confirmed my worst fear
It's now 2:00am this Sunday morning, tears flow, the words will not come
To think of all that she touched along her way with her special beat of the drum
Even though it was so brief this little girl provided us all a friendly smile each day
Jenny, you were a special child to me, I will always remember you in each sun ray
Your friend John
© 1994 John H. Ryder, 2105 Adventure Trail, Durham, NC 27703
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