The Teacher
The Teacher
1 min
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When stuck in the ocean, a hand was raised
A sun in darkness was seen to gale
Face turned glee, which once was pale
Eyes seem sparky after a melancholy sail
Days were paralyzed until you transpired
A shortening breath which was once trying to respire
Is exorbitant with a new zeal
Hope to live my new dreams
With new herculean beam inside
Following your guidelines
Keeping all other things aside
Teacher, I bow you with reverence
Your exertion help and special speeches
Which made me assiduous
And inspired to dream
Thank you once again for the woes you endured for me.