For my teachers ...
                            My mommy asked me a question
                             to hear what I had to say
                     she wanted to know the things I'd learned
                               in preschool everyday.
                             So  I told her about Uranus
                            and the  creatures in the sea
                              I pointed to my octopus
                           and my terrific "All  about me"
                           I learned about  dinosaur bones
                          and  saw horses on nature walks.
                          It's fun to play with play-dough
                         and  I made castles out of blocks.
    I can sing a song about a skeleton
Bony is his name
there's one about buying bubble-gum
and our good-bye song each day.
 You taught me my  numbers in French,
I can say lots with just  my hands,
I can't believe I saw a fire-truck
and oh, what  I know about plants!
                              The pancakes were yummy
                           show and tell was really great
                             my mommy has one question,
    were those real jelly fish I ate?
                            You taught me so many games
                            It was hard to pick the best
"alphabet bingo" and "musical mats",
"under the blanket" and the rest.
                           So why am I telling you this?
                            The things you already know,
                       I want you to know that I take with me
                            such happy memories as I go.
                         When my mom thinks of my preschool
                           she thinks of my smiling face
                         and all the things that I told her
                         we've done together in this place
                             This poem is my farewell,
                            these words are my good-bye,
I told mom I'll miss my teachers
(she's hoping I don't cry)
I shopped for flowers
for each of you
you can think of me as they grow
because I will never forget you
with love, your friend
Carson Jones
This poem was written by Kim and Carson Jones - the under-lined portions are Carson's direct contributions.