I love teaching

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Poetry | 10 Lines

An apple by my side

A cup of tea to match my stride
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A pair of glasses for my eyes

I wonder what my brain is in size
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I question logic with the pupil

I second guess if I’m capable
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I forget who I am when I’m teaching

I let go of inhibition while I’m sleeping
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I found a love I hold so dear

I keep it close, ever and always near

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