Thy First Graduate Degree! Poem by MBJ Pancras

Thou art God's Gift: thou wert born by HIS Grace,
He hath been with thee while growing in life,
Though thou walked thro' thorns and spikes, He hath been with thee.
Thou wert a tiny-tot when entered a play school,
Thou uttered alphabet and numbers, and were taught rhymes,
Thou hadst slept in thy tiny snug couch,
Thy eyelids winked that pronounced infantile babblings.
Thou entered class One and learnt child-like language,
God in Christ JESUS showed a ladder unto thee to soar high,
Each step thou climbed up hath been fruitful,
Thou learnt God's Grace while soaring high.
Having reached the milestone of school learning, thou prayed unto HIM with Thanksgiving.
Thou stepped onto the milestone of college learning for Biotechnology,
Thy travel for four years taught thee what life is,
Thy efforts begot fruit to soar high above,
And He hath lifted thee high above the pedestal of life,
And yet thou hast to grow in His Plan and glorify Him.
Now thou art crowned with B.Tech.graduate degree,
And it's His design in thy life on earth and cross more milestones.
Thou will step up the ladder with His Guidance only to glorify Him.
And it's every good soul's prayer unto HIM.