Teacher

        the adult.  having been taught.  coughs.  spits out the
real, to sip of the wine.(sunshine dances upon the pain.)
        the child.  being taught.  sips of his glass.  feels its beauty.
and then.  told of gaiety giver wines in the village. goes there
to sip.
        the child.  having been taught.  coughs.  spits out the
real, to sip of the wine.(firey air prances thru the gate.)
        the adult.  having taught the child.  well.  smiles.
thru the sunshine.  of everyday.  past the gate, where
white horses feast upon the dirt.  smiles.  thru it all.
painfully gay.  in the bare meadows of the child's horses.

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You are listening to "Teacher, Do You Love Me?" from a children's songbook (LDS))

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