We wrote our names
in the condensation
then watched them fade
to our consternation.
Smudge marks left
upon the glass
as the teacher
walked into class.
An old man
with kid eyes
who broke into a smile
as he listened to our lies.
“The dog ate
my homework, sir”
Looking back now
those years are but a blur.
Never did
I hear him shout,
though he had
many a reason to give out.
So, when I heard
of his passing today
I could not help feel sad
remembering my school days.

I felt that way about one of my HS teachers too. Isn’t it amazing how many experience the same or similar experiences?
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There are some great teachers not only in education, but in life itself.
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