We're Seeds,
School is our Garden,
Teachers the Gardeners,
Their Love, teaching and scolding
Are like the sun light, water and air,
Whichwe need always,
When we grow like a plant,
We'll be shifted to the lawn.
Gardeners remains the SAME...
Tending the new plants,
But, our placewould be changed,
We'll shift to the new world, new Garden, ;
Though we'll go anywhere,
How colossal we grow,
The roots will be here,
Deep rooted to the ground,
Bc'z We're SEEDS..
-Poet KHUSHI RATHOD
Our hearts and minds and brains are real gardens where a committed teach sows seeds and how shall a good teacher be happy to see that the seeds grow to become fruitful trees.......... fine poem. thank u dear poet. tony
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A beautiful analogy elegantly drawn to convey the intricacies of a teacher's job. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Khushi.