Wonder

 Spaced

The tree in the sun exults in the light,

The tree in the shade is at peace.

The illuminated branches stretch towards Heaven,

The darkened limbs are in repose.

Both are glad in their places,

Both worship the One on high.

To My Pencil

Thank you for leaping

So obligingly

Into my hand.

You are there

Before I know you're there;

Ready to be written with,

Ready to write.

Song of the Student

I know quite well the difference

Between accuracy and precision,

I can remember when to multiply,

And when to use division,

I can balance chemical equations,

Without a hint of strife,

But I am afraid

I have missed the point of life!