Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Mira's poem for her new teacher
Dear Ms. A,
It's different here,
I feel like fear.
I don't know what I should do,
But with you, I feel brand new.
When you give us some skills and teaching,
We will feel and get like old, and we cannot repeat this poem.
I don't know what's in my heart,
I feel like it's a mystery in my heart.
Love,
Your Secret Admirer
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