Her twinkling face was so magical it was as hard to trace as if it were a piece of lace.

And when you talked to that magical voice, the place magically changed into a dreamy space.

If you gave her a dress that mirrored the night sky it would perfectly match the twinkle of her eye.

She knew nothing of greed, but everything of how to lead.

The blue of her eyes bled through the most impenetrable lies.

If someone had fear or had lost someone dear, she'd hold them close and let them hear that kind, gentle voice, that never brought a tear.

We'll always remember that twinkling face that brought joy and happiness to all kind and race.

Dedicated to Mrs. Walker
for all her love and hard work
 

Happiness:  if    sad    faces    appeared,   Mrs. Walker   would cheer.

Sad   faces:   Mrs. Walker   would   turn   their frowns into a smile.
 

            When that acrobat floated through the air,
            although she was so busy, had energy to spare. 
            She always had kindness on her face.
            Inside and out, she had beauty and grace.
            Every day, she put her arms around me, 
            And it always filled me with joy and glee.
            And even though I don't want her to go,
            This I will always know,
            She is forever in heaven watching down on me.
            And that also fills me with joy and glee.
 

    We will always miss Mrs.Walker. She was kind, compassionate, fair and did not deserve to die. On Friday afternoon she was struck by a truck, trying to cross the road on an Arabian horse. The trucker tried to stop the truck but did not succeed, and hit the Arabian’s back legs and our friendly teacher fell headfirst on the ground and died.
       It was a tragic accident on the first Friday of March. When she was riding she could not see the oncoming truck, because the trees that were in front of her.
      Everyone in the whole school is sad because if knew her even a little bit you would still fall on your knees and cry and sob and weep until you could no more. It was tragic and heartbreaking.Because she lighted up the school, and now the school feels empty, looks empty, and is empty.Nothing will never change it and the WORLD will never be the same.We will never see her face again even though I keep thinking I will. I get all excited inside and say I’m going to see Mrs.Walker today! Then I walk into school and everything seems hollow inside me and the school. Because I look all over for her and don’t see her.Then I remember the tragic accident.
     Everyone I know is sad,and about half the county knew her and loved her. Like I said before I loved her very, very much, and the county, the school, everyone, me, and the WORLD will never be the         SAME.