Years ago, an elderly woman handed me a poem after church one day. I read it, hung it on my wall next to my desk and thought, "I really should have my class memorize that poem." Year past year and finally, this past September, I included this poem in our poetry recitation. You can read it at the following link: http://www.potw.org/archive/potw199.html
Because the poem ends in a way that could begin a new thought, the students had to create a final stanza. Tony and Sarah (both pictured below) imagined themselves to be senior citizens with not a little history of their own to tell.