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My Teacher...III
When I'm afraid, sad, fall on the way or on the wrong side,
she's the one who stands abide.
Gives the hand of encouragement and holds mine,
to overcome dark nights.
I love you my teacher.
After years your lessons and topics I may forget,
but your love and you are in my heart, safely kept.
For my cruelty, nasty and wrong deeds,
slap me but don't leave me.
I'm sorry my teacher.
poem
by
Premeer S.R
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