Have you seen,
The small children that play,
Without a care for what is happening each day?
Have you seen,
The children, striving to reach their dreams?
Giving it all they've got, even when it's not a lot?
Have you seen,
That tiny hand that reaches out for your guidance?
Seeking a way to reach the top, to become all they've got?
Have you seen,
That child growing up and becoming what they've desired,
Showing the world they have what they want,
Saying they achieved their goal?
Have you seen,
That you've made a difference?
You've changed a life,
All because you reached out?
Have you seen,
What changes you've made to a child's life,
Just by encouraging them day by day?
Have you seen,
What you've done,
Just by guiding me on my way?
Do you see, what you mean to me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, yes. From a teacher. I remember my do re mi soñg in our school in elementary days. I've watched the whole story… And that was my first memorable encounter to a musical world of different speech and style of the family living with the woman who taught them more than anything else only the children to become a gentleman and a lady.
Um...i have no idea what you mean but ok. Thanks for the comment.