Demon Teacher of Heathfield

The Demon Teacher of Heathfield

The Field lay fast secured
I sought the key
A combination of errors barred my way

"what you see is what you get"
But vision was forbidden
Until I grasped the hidden code

In her throne-room, there she sat
Kindlings gathered at her feet
Her literary excellence reigned supreme

Perfection did not make her name
Nor was it her subtle skills that charmed
But her endless warming smiles that thrilled us all