<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543541" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Simple Matter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My pencil is on the floor<br>Just what am I to do<br>I'll not get it with my feet<br>As the other children do</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The test has already started<br>I'm in danger of falling behind<br>If only a fellow student<br>Would return it in ample time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My palms are now sweating<br>My frustrations beginning to show<br>No talking is permitted<br>Thus my pencil lies below</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If my eyes were to wander<br>For a helping hand to find<br>Would my teacher be believing<br>Or would questions of cheating be defined</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I squirm anxiously in my seat<br>There's sweat forming on my brow<br>I wantingly glance beneath me<br>Believing I'll retrieve it somehow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A commotion I could make<br>But others I would distract<br>Or an illness I could fake<br>With a slim chance the test retake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I glance up at the clock<br>With feelings of dismal shock<br>Wishing in my predicament<br>My teacher soon takes stock</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hesitatingly raise my hand<br>As a tear trickles down my cheek<br>Hoping and praying all along<br>That my teacher's eyes and mine do meet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But much to my dismay<br>She's still looking another way<br>With hopes of finishing diminishing<br>I'll need find yet another way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I swallow a gulp of air<br>In hopes of clearing my throat<br>In need of my teacher's attention<br>To questions with answers yet unwrote</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In fear of promoting a commotion<br>I begrudgingly bury my head<br>Any hope of a successful solution<br>Are lost in my feelings of dread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a tap on my shoulder from behind me<br>And a tug on my chair's brake release<br>My teacher's whispering voice reminds me<br>My wheelchair's brake to release</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a smile and a nod to assure me<br>To put my worst expectations to rest<br>My teacher returns me my pencil<br>And on I continue my test</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(copyrighted 1993-2007)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+John+Meehan">Robert John Meehan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543541" data-title="A Simple Matter de Robert John Meehan" data-description="My pencil is on the floor Just what am I to do I'll not get it with my feet As the other children do The test has already started I'm in danger of falling behind If only a fellow student Would return it in ample time My palms are now sweating My..."></div> </div> </div>

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