Teacher
- a word that takes me back to the start,
I
tightly clenched my mother's hand,
I was
afraid to let her go.
But
suddenly somebody held my other hand
and all
my fear flew 'cause there was someone to understand.
She
wiped my tears and took me to class.
It's
when my grooming starts.
I
understood that a teacher is the second mother or father I had,
For
which I'm still glad.
I am
glad that I lived under your
guidance.
you taught
me all, all you had.
All the
manners and values I have are just because of you
In my
growing life, you are the stem.
Like a
tree, I have reached heights,
For my
strength re-unites.
you are my
preachers,
you live in
my heart forever.
you have
given me strength to endeavor.
you are my most precious treasure.
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