Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Her Dream

My student said, "I wish I was Eminem's daughter."
"Why?" "So you can sing with him?" I asked.
"No, because he sings about his daughters. He loves them."
I looked at her and we both felt the moment. My eyes teared up. "I know how you feel. I felt that way when my favorite poet talked about his daughter."
Each time I tell this story my eyes fill up with tears.

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