You taught me how to fly
above the skies...
Yes, you!
YOU! You without wings!
You taught me how to fly
Beyond dreams
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
How lovely that you remember to pay such a delightful tribute to a dear teacher....so many do not value those that taught them...10
Teachers can be angels or devils I think and obviously this one was the former..... They have such power in their hands to shape and make us who we are, well to a certain extent...... Ruth
A wonderful tribute - the repetition of 'you' is used to admirable effect, especially in 'You without wings! ' - superb! S :)
We who teach do not have to succeed at what we teach; we only have to believe that those we teach will far out-surpass our fondest expectations.
I think flying without wings and that too beyond dreams is a skill one learns on ones own! ? !
A very nice, short, simple and meaningful capsule-like poem full of love and respect for a teacher. Only a teacher can make you feel like this. Marvelous feelings indeed. Thanks for sharing, Sonya. Best Wishes Naseer
Dan Rather said: The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called 'truth.'...... And very rightly Ms Sonya, you have come up with a wonderful description of what a teacher does to us and how our lives are enlightened by the teachings of a teacher. A beautiful short poem so compact in its essence that it should be rated as far more that a simple tribute to the teacher....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a beautiful write and tribute to someone dear...absolutely lovely....10