poem for my english teacher
 
 

at times,
I thought that I had power over everyone
at least,
some power.
you were the only mentor
who I gave myself to.
never felt control,
not insulted.
made me want to dive
into endless waves of words
and surface clean
ready to face the morning land.
Oh, mentor,
one day,
you will see yourself in me.
 

todd e. jones