An Apple for the Teacher
©2005 Susan Noyes Anderson
An apple for the teacher is
a custom tried and true,
a way of saying “thanks” for all
the good things teachers do.
An apple for the teacher is
a custom tried and true,
a way of saying “thanks” for all
the good things teachers do.
Oh tree, whose barren limb no comfort gives,
Whose nakedness no calming color brings,
cover in blossoms every soul that lives
and nest, in every heart, a bird that sings.
If I accept His sacrifice divine,
Returning love for love as He has done;
If I forget myself and touch the one
Whose sorrows weigh as heavily as mine;
I consecrate my soul to thee,
who died for me on Calvary;
this life devoted to thy care,
who hung and bled and suffered there;
Will our hearts ever know the love
That does not count the loss;
That bows itself beneath our sin
And suffers on the cross;
I thought I walked this earth alone,
beneath my burdens bowed,
until I found I could not bear
their weight and cried aloud.
Sometimes, when I am quite alone and still,
The Spirit speaks and whispers words of truth:
That I am not the master of your youth
And was not called to bend you to my will.
A boat is life, a vessel in the gale
Tossed by the wind and driven through the night;
A hapless cutter, searching for the light
That used to dance and shimmer on a sail
Once bright and proud, bedraggled now, and pale.