Dear Ma’am,
It’s my last day in school and
I’m minding all of my Ps and Qs.
Yet somewhere deep within my heart,
I still feel an apology is due.
I’m sorry for all the noise,
And the non-stop chitter-chatter.
But I assure you, I still recall,
All you taught me on the laws of conservation of matter.
I’m sorry for all the notebooks I misplaced,
They always seemed to vanish before a test.
I remember you searching every floor
Only, to find it under my desk.
I’m sorry for the homework I forgot,
Always blaming it on the appetite of my dog.
But now I’m sure you know,
Nothing was true in that dialogue.
I’m sorry for the time I cried,
When I failed for the first time.
It was you who taught me to not be disappointed
For after every winter there’s springtime.
Ma’am, I’m mostly sorry for all the days I wasted,
Spending time playing when I could have been with you.
For you were my only constant, besides Maths, which I hated,
I am filled with regret as I bid adieu,
For, the past thirteen years,
I have never seemed to thank you.