They made me,
A person of worth.
They made me,
A person of value.
If not for them,
I wouldn't be writing.
If not for them,
I wouldn't be typing.
They expect nothing,
For they love me.
In their large heart,
I am a proud part.
I may become popular,
Yet I won't surpass them.
I will be a small child,
In their shining eyes.
People change fast,
They remain same.
Life rushes through,
They walk calmly.
The chalk sits pretty,
The duster dances gritty.
The student pays gratitude,
To the teacher in solitude.
On my 100th post on writerbabu, I would like to thank all the teachers who taught me.Who made me what I am today.A profession of respect.Thank you so much.Thanks for evolving me as a person.May god bless you all. :):)
