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Happy Birthday Viji Miss! ❤️

 A memory 

That remains slightly distorted

In my racing mind 

But a memory 

That will perpetually stay there

Memories together 

With that teacher 

Who will continue to be the best 

Forever 

That one teacher 

I wish I could still spend time with 

But time does fly 

And we fly along with it 

We grow as time augments

We grow out of things we like 

But this 

This is something that 

I will NEVER, on NO account grow out of 

NEVER will I forget 

Viji Miss ❤️

Happy birthday Viji Miss,

I wish you still could teach me

Though I can always learn from you.

Even, till this day,

I remember all those classes filled with laughter 

Games shared with lessons, times never to be

Forgotten

I would love to

Hear your wonderful voice that lightens me up

Everyday

I still wish I sat in the classroom 

With the rickety benches but in front of me

An amazing teacher,

Oh, how I wish you could teach at Middle School!

An eternally and universally loved teacher,

Just conversing with you makes my day.

And yes, you will always be 

The 8th Wonder of The World.

Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2025 at 7:32 AM

    Beautiful gift through wonderful words coined as poem for the teacher for her birthday . I too join with you Shiyandhaa in wishing her as she has transferred her best to you and made you a wonderful student.May God bless you and your teacher Viji Miss
    From
    Pushpa patti

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2025 at 7:51 AM

    Happy Birthday Viji Miss !!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2025 at 4:54 PM

    Wishing you a very happy birthday Viji Miss

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