She

She Walks in through the door every morning

Stands in front of us and starts talking.

Most of it we understand, some of it we don't

Apply it we will, forget it we won't.


In two weeks' time, she taught us a lot

Improve we did, ignore we not.

Enough about her teaching, let's talk about her nature

As sweet as a pie, warmth she caters.


Her eyes so big and adorable, she closes them when she smiles

Whenever she laughs, brighter the sun shines.


Too fast in a flash, two weeks have passed

improved and learned, our ways we now part.

It's time to stop writing, to say goodbye at last

She may have walked out from our lives, but never from our hearts.


I wrote this for our Soft Skills trainer. Her name's Liya