Wednesday, 1 April 2020

Poem: Days of Glory


Monday started without hesitation
Children gathers in the hall
Eyes bewildered with some new faces
There we stood two new educators

Tuesday came unannounced and declared its importance
Ushering hours, sweeping boredom
Walking around aimlessly while armed with good manners
Finally end with such few hours

Wednesday came knocking on my doorstep
These hours trickle into days
Given mission were completed since day one
Meeting new human and acquire new wisdom

Thursday evening spent with joy
Helping associate while gaining experience
You sense and feel the memories
How the happy faces are glad to be guided by you.

Friday at the school was a relieve
Saying our farewell to everyone else
A mix emotion of finished feeling
The final piece is finally over.

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