FROM MY 6th FINGER

MY MATHS MAM

Out of few,

Who, I knew.

To my heart, you are glue.

Made math, the fun of clue,

Made the terror, flew.

I miss u, miss

At every, clock’s tick-tick.

Stunned fun,

at every pen,

Learnt us, how to win.

Burnt fire of knowledge,

To hire the world’s edge.

I miss u, miss

At every, clock’s tick-tick.

You,

Going away from eyes,

But, there within hearts.

The days with you,

Are strong bricks,

In life’s books.

I miss u, miss

At every, clock’s tick-tick.

Taught all angles,

In life’s triangles.

Taught to see maths,

With colorful goggles.

Here we drive the field with protractor,

And crack all crackers.

To wave you,

For all you gave.

The sweet memories, that you paved,

All within hearts cave.

I wave u good bye….

To you, you my miss……