They’re Still My Students Who Once Were So

An echo of an older voice
Truer in the hearing again than in the first speaking
Called out once again
Asking for help
Just a few words of praise
To help find fulfillment
And such safety as the world offers anymore
But not where she is
Not where I am

Fairly standard, of course.
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How could I say no?
I never did before
Even when the voice doing the asking
Was not the voice that truly was
And should not the greater honesty
Now find the greater reward?

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