Teacherhood Poem by Sivaprasad Parackal

Teacherhood
They spend the days with the little gems
Our kids' real second mothers
Who dance and sing with them
Live they their dream life in that earthly heaven

Age does not deter them from crawling or hopping
Hesitant are they not to mimic or mime
They judge and mediate; solve and reconcile
Relive they their bygone days of innocence

Givers as well as takers they are
For they take back with them the kids' repertoire
Their pranks, little jealousies and stubbornness
Even their liking for arguments and murmurings

They like to instruct at length but are averse to the reverse
Basking in past glories, they remain in the race
Sometimes ‘I' comes out unwarranted
And multiplies into ‘WE', only to please the self