Our life abounds in treasures,
a woodland walk,
a baby's smile,
a birthday cake
an angel on our Christmas tree,
and Lois Wilder. Lois Wilder?
Yes, Lois Wilder!

Through the rock, she sees the spring.
She fans the spark
From sputtering stuttering start.
The sparklers splash and dance and spring.
Till words take wing
And sing and sing

My head is in a happy whirl,
What a teacher!
What a pearl!

We're glad she came.
Heed that name.
Lois Wilder.

by Colleen Gordon

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