Winter cool piercing thru this early morning,
Wakes you up and makes you sob in mourning,
Amidst misty and little dimmer light,
Our beloved teacher has gone far sight.
Throughout her age of being a teacher,
Always cheered up and summoned us as a preacher,
Not for knowledge we students have to gain,
Know wise the world was more to explain.
Keep straight and persist in your belief, she says
Though sometimes,you sacrefice no place to stay,
Put your step rightly even some derides,
At least, there'll be one feels pride besides,
Star Bright, Star Light, Starry Night,
May you bless her soul in your height,
Embrace her breathe to warm her long,
And take great care until, one day, we catch along,
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