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Being a Teacher 👩🏫
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run...
I regretted for being a teacher,
For the past two years I was an online preacher.
Students were within reach,
Yet out of touch.
Teacher's Day was an excitement this morning,
With a dream to get students' wishing.
I became a child,
Expecting gifts wild.
What a change!
How strange...
Has the virus changed the students thought?
Oh no what have I besought!
The sun has set....
My eyes were wet....
My thoughts went past..
In contrast.
I have swapped!!
I regretted...
My thought,
It was not aforethought!
Felt Gratifed..
To be a teacher!!
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