The past is still fresh in my mind.
I miss my old bunch of students.
They were filled with love, laughter, and life.
Tears could not stop when the time had come.
It was a little hard to let go but I had to,
Let go.
They were eagles, they had to be released.
I was left with no other choice
Because I had to make room for my new bunch.
I am envisioning mighty minds.
I am envisioning all to soar as the last bunch.
I'm envisioning fertile soil all around.
This new school year will be even better.
I have made room in my heart for each.
I envision a successful year in all areas
Of their lives.
A Very Touching Poem! ! ! ! ! With Very Beautiful Sentiments! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many 10S! ! ! ! !
Teacher! ! I miss my old bunch of students. Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing.
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I'm envisioning fertile soil all around. This new school year will be even better. I have made room in my heart for each. I envision a successful year in all areas Of their lives.......so touching with great theme. W beautiful poem shared. Thank u dear Telusma for sharing this.10