I tossed and turned in my bed last night. I had a fitful sleep.

Everytime I closed my eyes, into my brain, a vision would creep.

A vision of a dark and horrible world. A world where happiness died.

A world where children mourned all day. They were so sad inside.

This world still had music and dancing. Birds still sang and flew through the air.

But the joy couldn't reach childrens' faces. There were no student smiles anywhere!

What could cause such a horrible thing? Why were the students so blue?

Somehow Morning Work had all disappeared! What were the students to do?

No Reading to perk up their interest. No Science to spice up their day.

No Spelling and no Social Studies. Even the Writing Prompt had gone away!

Math was gone too, as I cried out in anguish, "Please! Don't let this be!"

When I awoke, I was sweating and crying, but I wasn't thinking of me.

I was worried about you, dear students. Concerned about your self-esteem.

I know how you love doing Morning Work. Thank goodness! It was only a dream.