My mother was a teacher
Retired long ago;
With the learning disabled
Those thought “a little slow”
But she was very patient
However long it took
Unravelling the mysteries
Of math or word or book
My mother’s almost eighty-four
Her crest is slowly falling:
My mother was a teacher, and
There is no higher
Calling
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So beautiful, Owen!
What a loving tribute to your Mother. My Mother died a few years ago unexpectedly. I really miss her.