My Teacher Poem by Pra Rmc
My Teacher
Walking, jogging and running,
Lovely, beautiful and sunning.
She teaches English so nicely,
and also acts very wisely.
She keeps, in her hair, mogra flowers,
and we all can smell the flowery showers.
I can never forget her smile,
and her accessories and her style.
To us all, she is a boon,
she wants our future to be shining like the moon
Saturday, June 1, 2013
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