Who taught me how to read
So fluently like a grammarian
Who watched me closely like a guard
Until I became a great scholar
When I was in my tender age
Who held my little naive hands
And trained them like a soldier to write
Now I can write proficiently
Who stood beside my school desk
And watched me carefully like a mentor
Who made sure I did all my homeworks
And came out with good grades
Oh! Her painful lashes
How can I forget her painful lashes
The indelible lashes of correction
Which brought me to normalcy when I derailed
How can I forget her commitment
Her punctualness to work
Her diligence to service
Who made me what I am today
I pray that God with you will be
And keep you wherever you may be
To see more glorious days ahead
And make your efforts on me wasteless
My Teacher
Buchi
Poet's note: The poem is written by the poet about her school teacher who made him who he is today. It's a poem dedicated to teachers worldwide
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Poem topics: god, mentor, school, soldier, today, work, pray, tender, good, great, service, correction, guard, write, forget, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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