Sun rays dripped like honey,
On a small roadside bungalow.
Steps led down to it, wide and broad,
From a squarish carpark,
At the side of which, a weeping willow,
Bent her gorgeous green haired head.
It was here my dad rented a room,
I helped my dad move in,
My mom and dad had an arrangement,
To school and back my dad would take me,
And until my mom returned from work,
I was to stay with dad.
Into my new school I settled,
My new form teacher was amazing,
In many ways I must admit,
She resembled my old form teacher,
In looks, mannerisms, personality,
She fast became my favourite teacher,
And she taught my favourite subject; English.