I'll go
and shoot the breeze
with the birds
if I had the gift
of the gab
i'd ask them
how to fly
so I could
join them
in the trees
before we flew off
into the glorious
sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To teach is a blessed gift from God handed down to mankind. For the benefit of helping other to gain wisdom & insight. In light of pressures from the outside world. Choose to become a beacon of light to a hurting world in search of it's timeless love. We need each other to enhance the benefits toward teaching. Believing further that what one does with there individual time today will become evident & echoed in eternity's sway. Hold your heads up high & smile you are uniquely blessed for the good cause of teaching.