TO MY TEACHER……….WITH LOVE

A midst the dust clad pages

In the memoirs of my past

                                          A lovable face always shines

  Oh! My teacher, it is thine!

   Made self eternal in my heart

          For you clasped my tiny hands,

     As I stepped first to the school

    Trembled to fall and wept.

         A love-bird chimes from my past

         That toned up strength in me,

    Touching my frightened heart

                     With the warm softness of your love!

       Not only the lessons , you taught

 But to read the lips, eyes,

The faces, minds and hearts

      Powered by thy skillful acts.

          Teacher, you guided my thoughts

To bloom and flourish

To feel the realization

Of the richness of creation.

     At times, discarded and dejected

     Depressed, I sank and simmered

     Thanks teacher, you lifted a little chin

     That my head still stands high.

Hey, you had once said, do what you can,

Bury the fright of what you can’t

Listen to the murmur within

Don’t you feel, “you are the best”

     Yes, I heard it sure, now

     And then I’ am still hearing.

     Often the best of me wakes up

     ‘cause its’ you who beckoned it. 

Dear teacher you caressed with skill

And brought up a worthy person of me.

I bow to thy greatness and

Worship thee as my alma-mater.