An Ongoing LessonA Poem by gibletish
From an early age she had several teachers
Who were all eager to teach her how to behave properly Each mistake was an opportunity for another lesson Class could start at anytime and there was no calling out sick Instruction was delivered with speed and force Such passion from instructors who claimed to not enjoy their work The meaning behind the lessons always eluded her But the lessons themselves sunk in deep Gradually the teachers faded from her life Ever the good student, she kept up the work on her own She still didn't understand the meaning behind the lessons Hoping that one day they would finally work Never once considering that the lesson might be faulty And under better care, the student might shine © 2023 gibletish |
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Added on May 2, 2023 Last Updated on May 2, 2023 Author
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