April 11, 2011

My English Teacher

My English teacher is
fair, short and wise.
Oh! How can I repay her,
for being so nice?

She always has a smile,
she’s jubilant;
she’s forever jovial,
she’s radiant.

No vices in her;
everybody is happy.
In front of her,
everybody can work.

Her name is Harsha
and that’s the way she is;
well, hats off to her,
that’s all I can say.


Neeraja Marathe (13 yrs), Thane

The poetry contributed by children, was published in Navneet Newshouse - Children's weekly newspaper (Vol. XV, Issue no.46 ) dated April 9 - 15, 2011.

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