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Manaswi Patil

Others Children

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Manaswi Patil

Others Children

Teacher's Poem

Teacher's Poem

1 min
344


Moany lips and runny nose,

Singing greets and dancing rows.

You were not just a teacher but my second mother. 


Little lessons and playing colours,

Counting numbers and practicing morals.

You lit a tiny lamp showing the colours of the world.


Living prose and reciting poems,

Playing numbers and fun science.

You slowly opened the doors of my mind.


Big aspires, big virtues,

Clamorous chaos, myriad roads.

You walked through all these making it better to live.


Thank you, teacher, 

For your longest footing throughout the journey of my life



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