The whiteboard marker,
Marked the hearts and minds,
Of many open book,
For everything she gave,
She also took.
Took memories of times,
Of times she saw the spark,
Of times she saw the smile,
As she guided through dark.
Of blissful ignorance,
Of things they didn’t know,
The things they took for granted,
A journey to guide and grow.

The marks you can’t erase.