Love Poem: My School Master

My School Master

MY SCHOOL MASTER
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    He is hard to see as jack fruit
    but his way of guidence is too sweet
    His name may be some x or y
    his teaching is wonder to say

    We may curse at his class
    but he is god at our trials
    His face may be hard and dry
    but his love on us is so great

    We may go apart from him at this end
    but he is always with us as sky
    We love him as much as our mother
    his strictness and his stick are our shapers

    DEDICATED TO MY CLASS MASTER