teacher

he was a big man
a strong man
with a voice
that shook
the mountains
he stood tall
before me
reaching out
a hand
worn smooth with age
asking my name
smiling
hoping to shake
winter from my eyes
I looked into
his face
etched deep
from years of storms
and saw
snow
falling
gently
to the ground
and I became
me

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