15

Half way

A child hopes and yearns

An adult wishes

To return

To that security

A child dares

To be another for a day

An adult yearns

Tugging at that

Making mistakes and weeping

Instead of grabbing opportunities

Ah how strange

Not to thank those teachers

Who taught us with burns

And to remember

Only those  who taught with love.

 

 

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