Beyond

To the students I care,
Everything you will fathom,
Along this path and bear,
Countless lessons you must welcome.

Hide away fear and mousy self,
Ignite your flickering mind,
Never shall you feel on the shelf,
Go through your potential and shine.

It all will drift to you,
Someday you shall make sense,
Good values that you knew,
Or bad ones you must dispense,

Of all the other things I teach
Do remember the fun unleash

I dedicated this poem to the future.. Someday it will make sense. Someday I will become a teacher.