Ode 2 my teacher

by Noi Brit Sara Tova Hershkovich and Don Ellis

Dedicated to a wonderful teacher and person Mr.Mc

When life goes from good to bad.
You need a plus somewhere to add.
A prime support what you lack
to help one's pain to subtract.

With every tangent that comes your way;
With every angle of everyday.
Formulate a way to cope;
Calculate your perfect slope.

His time on earth was short--- no lie.
He only had a piece of pi.
So many things he counted on
but with numbered days he now is gone.

"There must be Death", one can't refute
And mostly this does not compute.
But life goes (it must be fate)
For mortality somehow does equate.

You must accept in nature's wrath.
Keep trust in G-d; just do the math.
An axiom that is close to me.
"There is no zero... just infinity."