Mrs. Freida Reiley

Mrs. Reiley, whatever we shall be, Wherever our roads lead, Your hand lies on our destiny, And on our souls indeed. How generous the gifts we gained, How fortunate you cared. That wisdom ever be explained, And knowledge fairly shared. These mountains have known misery. Much want and great despair. Of coal and sweat and tragedy, You shone so brightly there. Through you we reached the highest height, And saw the world outside. You set our magic dreams to flight, A teacher will abide. God rest, mrs. Reiley, we have learned, You did not teach in vain. Long since our splendid rockets burned, Our great love does remain Death did not still your loving hand, Nore close your noble eye. We are the vision you once planned, Your rocket boys still fly. Oh for the hunger of the child to know. Who glad recieves your word. Who dreams a dream and makes it so, Because someone has heard. And you mrs. Reiley, say YES, YOU CAN!, Go to the stars one day. Even the son of a coal mining man, Raised in the mountains way. As Sputnik flew through troubled skies, And the nation looked to space. A teacher saw with knowing eyes, The awe on a young mans face. That she should help the child to dream, How great her teachers love. Does to the child forever seem, Deep as the sky above. Who will see what the child shall be? And cradle that fragile heart. While lighting the way to destiny, This is the teachers art. Rocket boy, your teacher knows Although she long since sleeps. How High your dreaming spirit goes, And the promise that it keeps.Freida Reiley was the teacher in the movie "ROCKET BOYS" she is based on a real teacher of that name, who first interested the author in rocket science. This is also dedicated to EMMA who teach's Written March 7th, 2002 © on Mar 07 2002 01:45 AM PST, Patric Patterson    0 • 8