You taught my hands to write
I knew the difference between wrong and right
The correction from your rod
Instilled in me the fear of God
Your constant counsels were like pills
Now, I could see far above the hills
Your lovely rebuke made me who I am
I have learnt from you to keep calm
I mistook your firmness for harshness
Indeed, I have discovered my foolishness
You laid the foundation for my career
And made me a victor over the torment of fear
You were unto us a perfect example
Besides, you made learning very simple
You did very well on your part
I truly love you from my heart
Oh, what a gift you are to nature!
Tyros can boast of a great future
What you did was more than a favour
May you reap the fruit of your labour.
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