For the late Maurce Callard (The teacher)

Typewriter keys click in succession
words flow gentle and unobtrusive
pages increase in number
books and plays together
thoughts mingle and intertwine
growing more and more with time
master, teacher and friend
not one of us could condemn
we sit and listen with content
the appreciative smile for our achievement.
I could go on and on with praise
but a sonnet is what was desired
so I’ll gracefully retire.

Date unknown (Late 1970’s I think)

David Harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-works-tribute-to-the-teacher/