I had a teacher who died.
I had a teacher who died.
by Isabella Leandersson12 Oct 2016
When I dreamed,
I found your grave,
so easily.
Old teacher of mine,
I just knew the way,
I looked at the stone lump
and I spoke with you.
.
Did you know
you were a patch of sunlight
in winter?
You laugh at that,
your family looks on
they don’t say anything
it’s our time.
.
It’s been four years
since I felt your warmth
in my heart.
I found you,
I woke up,
I lost you.
.
Lead me back sometime,
when you think of me,
to the somewhere cemetery,
where I feel
at home.