A Teacher

It will be sweeter like a flower, the mother nature was

inglorious, she got a fabulous spirit, her soul was so

deep like the highest mountain, she got the heart of a

angel of life and honor of womankind, she will be

uplifted and uproarious moment ever lived, she dress

up like a beloved teacher, a teacher like her every

minute long of her life, she put her name down on the

modern chalkboard beautifully, she sat down on her

roller bin chair with a table, she worked on her music

notes in hand written on her old fashion desk, she wore

her dreamy glasses, one of her cupboards underneath

but she put her passionate snacks, a junk food snacks as

well it goes, she got her afternoon smiles in earth forever

and ever, she takes her lovely high heal shoes off her bare

naked feet on the cement floor

Written by

Michael James Brindley

2-1-16