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Friday, September 4, 2026

Under Your Cape, Teacher


Under Your Cape, Teacher

A Teachers’ Day tribute to those who shape our thoughts, nurture our voices, and gently guide us toward discovering who we truly are.

as my pen learns cursive shape

scribbles take a form, a shape

written freely 'neath your cape

words find a rhythmic escape


Linking with W3 Prompt #226: Wea’ve Written Weekly


Welfare unto all 

Rab Rakha 

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