The Greatest Calling

They call you a teacher,
I call you a builder,
More than hardwork,
You do heartwork,
You are like rain to the pasture.

Nurturing acorns for the future.
Like a patient passionate potter,
You mould matte into glitter,
A wake up charge to the sleeping,
A compass to the straying.

A lens with which whelps see horizons,
Extraordinaires you've raised in dozens,
Find anyone estimating your worth?
He shouldn't bother,
Because your worth is without borders.