My Beautiful Teacher

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My Beautiful Teacher

You taught me Bahebek so that I could tell you how I feel. You taught me that Ana is I and Hob is love and Ezayek is what's the deal?

You taught me how to say Thank You: Shokran and Honey is Asal. You taught me to say Hello: Marhaba and Elafou: Not at all.

But most of all you taught me to love again and forever I'll be in your debt. Even if the day should come for me to say Khaly balek mn nafsek.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

hopdaddy’s Poems (28)

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