Love you, Ma. :)
“Whose child is this?”
I asked one day
Seeing a little one
Out at play.
“Mine”, said the PARENT
with a tender smile
“Mine to keep a little while.
To bathe his hands
and comb his hair,
To tell him what he is to wear.
To prepare him that he
may always be good,
And each day do the
things he should.”
“Whose child is this?”
I asked again
as the door opened and
someone came in,
“Mine”, said the TEACHER
with the same
tender smile,
“Mine to keep just
for a little while.
To teach him how to be
gentle and kind,
to train and direct his
dear little mind.
To help him live by
every rule.
And get the Best he
can from SCHOOL.
“Whose child is this?”
I asked once more.
Just as the little one
entered the door,
“Ours”, said the PARENT
and the TEACHER
as they smiled
And each took the hand,
of the little child-
“OURS to love and
train together,
Ours this blessed task TOGETHER!”
HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!
4 comments:
Lovely poem
great thoughts
that value both the teacher
and the taught.
:) Thanks, Dipali.
Awesome!! Beautiful!
LOVELY bebe ! :D
u say the best words!
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