My English Teacher

I grew up learning my mother tongue,
But competition was not a fun,

I started working hard but feared,
when an angel suddenly appeared,

She hold my hand and showed the path of hope,
I followed her steps to learn and cope,

I had no identity without her learning,
Then I saw the hope returning,

She gifted me the wings to fly,
And told me not to sigh, 

Now my goals are very clear,
Without her presence, i had to bear,

You only taught me to pass a life exam
Thank you Ms. Padmaja Ma'am,
😀😀

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