mother figure
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I carry your smile to school every single day
remembering the warmth it would grant me
and all those around you
even when the clouds loomed darkly
you would always find a way to make us smile.
Note (not part of the poem) - The person who I am writing about is someone who used to teach at my school. She left in December 2019, and we haven’t heard anything from her since.
Captain, surely they cannot expect me to lead.
Surely there will be instructions left for me.
This ocean is vast and will swallow you whole
surely a child isn’t meant to battle it alone.
