Partners
1
0I dreamed I stood in a studio,
And watched two sculptors there.
The clay they used was a child’s mind,
And they fashioned it with care.
One was a teacher; the tools used,
Were books and music and art.
One, a parent with guiding hands,
A gentle and loving heart.
Day after day the teacher toiled,
With a touch both deft and skilled.
The parent labored side by side,
And all the values filled.
And when at last their task was done,
They looked at what they’d wrought.
The beautiful shape of the precious child,
Could neither be sold nor bought.
And each agreed it would have failed,
If one had worked alone.
For behind the parent stood the school,
And behind the teacher, home.
This poem was written/submitted by Harry.
My Best Friend
1
0i don’t have any
but i wish i have one
its too hard for me
to find a best friend
thousands people around me
i really hope one of them is be my best friend
but its too hard for me
to get a real best friend
they might laughing with me
they might smiling with me
they might crying with me
but i really hope they won’t pretending with me
as a best friend
accept everything we have
but,
its really hard for me to get a best friend
as my world is alien for you…
This poem was written/submitted by Muhammad Fikri Fayi.
Memory Can Tell Us Only What We Were
1
0Memory can tell us only what we were,
In company with those we loved;
It cannot help us find out what each of us,
Alone, must now become.
Yet, no person is really alone;
Those who live no more still echo
Within our thoughts and words,
And what they did has become
Woven into what we are.
This poem was written/submitted by Richard Fife.
A Friend Like You
3
1When I have down times
Days dreary and blue,
I receive help right on time
From a friend like you.
When I have struggles
Days tough to get through,
I receive a hand on mine
From a friend like you.
When I face battles
Days attacks are renewed,
I receive just what I need
From a friend like you.
When I think again of
Days you brought solace too,
I receive true friendship
From a friend like you.
Thank you for being my friend!
This poem was written/submitted by L C Taylor.
A Special Teacher
1
0Teachers come and go
but every so often one comes along
that you’ll always remember
one who makes learning an adventure…
and who can still remember
what it’s like to be young
and growing up…
the kind who can make you
want to be the very best you can be…
Someone you can really talk to,
who really cares
what happens to you…
That person is YOU!
This poem was written/submitted by Harry.
In Time of “The Breaking of Nations”
0
0I
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
II
Only a thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onward the same
Though Dynasties pass.
III
Yonder a maid and her wight
Come whispering by:
War’s annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die.
This poem was written/submitted by Thomas Hardy.
Teacher
1
0I bet you’ve tied a million shoes
and dried a million tears
and given out a million hugs
as a teacher, through the years.
In my child’s life, the role you’ve played
has been a priceless part
and your must know the special place
You hold in my child’s heart
This poem was written/submitted by Sharon Harper Sampson.
Just Thanks
0
0Just to say thanks,
For being there.
When I feel alone,
When you can just tell I’m scared.
You always can tell.
When I come home crying,
Running up to my room, collapse on my bed.
You come in and stroke my hair,
Cuddle me, talk it through with me,
And somehow make it all better.
Thanks for being so magical,
Thanks for loving me, for making me smile,
Making me feel safe and happy.
Thank you for being my Papa.
This poem was written/submitted by Becky Ginn.
Memories I Treasure
0
0The day I came into this world,
I was crowned with your gentle love and tender touch…
my first hug..
My first step..
my first crawl..
my first spoonfed..
my first smile..
my first word..
my first drive..
every imaginable thing i’ve perceived is because of you mommy..
Its you, who taught me.. what to do.. when to do.. how to do; what, how and where I am today is because of your essence, mommy..
You choose me my dreams.. my ambition.. my career.. my life..
In you I found my best friend and closest confidante..
Its just impossible to imagine my existence without your presence..
Mommy.. I love you so much, it hurts..
This poem was written/submitted by sweekriti smith.
Happy Birthday Dad
0
0As I was thinking about you today,
I began to wonder whether you realize
how much you are a part of me,
You might not know how deeply
your values and your actions
have influenced my character
or be aware of how many ways
your words still speak to my heart…
But Dad, as surely as the sun
causes the budding flower to blossom,
you have shaped and influenced my life.
Your very presence has made me
WHO I AM TODAY…
a daughter who loves you very much..
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!!
This poem was written/submitted by Fatyrene.