(Dedicated to my Biology Teacher)
Life is not an easy game to play,
Especially not when I try to say
What you really mean to me,
And I can’t put it into words for thee.
And the feeling I feel
Now that I have to deal
With your going away,
And it feels if life wants me to pay.
For all the things I did wrong;
For every weak moment, when I wasn’t strong
Enough to cope with all the pain
The last time, which drive me insane
And now that you’re going away too,
It feels as if there’s nothing I want to do,
Cause everything I did, every test I learned for,
I did for you, the teacher I adore.
I wanted you to see
That you’re special to me
That I’ll miss you when you’re away,
While I knew…you would never stay.
(2001)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really quite nice. It's amazing the effect and impact that a good teacher can have. I also had a great English teacher.