She Is Coming Poem by Oualid Alamghouz

She is coming,

How beautiful it is to see her in the window coming.
Coming to give us something precious

How nice it is to see Professor El Oualismiling at us.
Another two hours to enjoy.
Another great afternoon to keep as a memory.

I never check my watch in her class.
I never make noise.
I, I never mar her class. But i always interact and show my addiction to her class.

She makes me sad. Deeply sad, when she makes me feel I wish was in her place.

She is my Rose proffesor.


Oualid Alamghouz
December
01.2017.