Abruptly, he began talking about the days of old,

When he had good company and a warm home,

The presence of his family weathered the cold,

Love was the root and roofing dome.

Suddenly, he became teary eyed,

As a sharp memory struck his mind,

He took a deep breath, exhaled and raised his head,

Smiling, he looked to his students and said

Now, where was I?

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© IchæMan