Between an unknown crowd where every being was happy and gay
Foot steps crossed the noisy place
Came to me, as I looked up to face
My teacher stood with a pious glow
Enchantingly-scented a breeze blew slow
My face lit up, I reached cloud nine
My sobbing ends, I felt totally fine
I am thirteen, arrogant and mean
A storm struck me, I realized what is teen
Confronted by none, but hated by everyone
My teacher said what I wanted to hear
Words of solace and pearls of wisdom
My journey to success was clear and near
I am big with money and fame
Prestigious papers but I can't be tamed
On top of the world and I play unusual games
But my teacher is still a teacher
And her love and affection is still the same
She sat there alone old and grey
Made her way to the dock of the bay
Gleaming with the same old pious glow
I know, a thousand enchantingly-scented breeze will blow
Her eyes had tears and face wore a smile
Silence said everything!
Memories will last a lifetime...!
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