Today's Poem: When I Teach

When I teach, there are some who say
they could listen to me all day.
Others think I teach too long
and some think I go about it wrong.

Some say my teachings are much too deep
to others, it's shallow and they go to sleep.
Some report I hold them spell bound
while others squirm and look around.

Some speak of me as an orator
but others feel I'm a perfect bore.
Some believe I have no light
and others think I teach just right.

Some affirm that I'm too bold
others wink and say I'm cold.
Some used to say I was much too young
but others declare my spring has sprung!

Some people tell I have met success
others think my work is a mess.
Some have said my pay is too low
when they discover the pace I go.

Still others say it is above the peak
"why he only works thirty hours a week."
From all this, this is plain to see
that as a Torah teacher, I'm up a tree.

Condemned if I do, condemned if I don't
criticized if I will, criticized if I won't.
I can't please people of such discord
So I'll just keep trying to please the L-rd.