To teach is to touch the lives of many
And to help us learn Life's lessons.
But to teach well is to make a difference
In all the lives you touch.
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The wind whispers
A dulcet adieu to daylight.
The maya birds too
End their repertoire
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Like to a leaf that is fallen and withered
Tossed by the tempest from pole unto pole;
Thus roams the pilgrim abroad without purpose,
Roams without love, without country or soul.
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'Where did I come from? ' the child asked,
'Heaven, ' was the mother's answer;
'Did Father and you come from heaven, too? '
'Yes, my little one, we all came from there.'
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We are
Leaves on Life's tree,
And Death is the wind that shakes
The branches gently till its leaves
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There are things I can't explain,
Things that puzzle the mind,
Questions for which I need
Satsfactory answers to find:
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A true friend is always honest,
Willing to help at all times.
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