Charles Green was eight years old, and his father was a great teacher.
Yet, Charlie preferred playing to school; because he was a daydreamer.
The Greens lived in the town of Ivoria, where dahlias nodded greeting;
And Charlie frolicked with Sam and Scarlett, until sun came, bleeding.
Samuel and Scarlett were his siblings. Both got good grades in school;
Like gardens dyed in burgundy, red, orange, and gold, lovely as jewels.
Fantastic, flaming nights were not far, and gusts fitfully tossed flowers;
......
It was so cold that ones breath froze
An emancipating darkness rose
Yet through the the chill one beheld
The beauty of an entire world meld
Yes the darkness may freeze the bone
The paining thought you are all alone
But a light will shine through the doom
A love to fill all the gloom
......
beyond blue mountains
deep gold horizon sunrise
a peach rose unfurls
suddenly so green
and baby jays are singing
blindsided by spring
rise up at pink dawn
the early bird is crowing
......
i guess you think you know pain
until it shows you a different face
a broken bone, a haggard face in the mirror you cant bear to look at
a heartbreak you barely survive
(i swear i thought i was dying)
i guess you think you know love
until the day you realise you dont
and you have to learn it
......
Thank You, Teacher
Julia Shaw
We teachers all on knowledge dine
And we unlock our students' minds.
So they can reach the path divine
We really are of a special kind.
We are mentors that prompt their yearning
Reading is a skill that we must impart.
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Charles Green was eight years old, and his father was a great teacher.
Yet, Charlie preferred playing to school; because he was a daydreamer.
The Greens lived in the town of Ivoria, where dahlias nodded greeting;
And Charlie frolicked with Sam and Scarlett, until sun came, bleeding.
Samuel and Scarlett were his siblings. Both got good grades in school;
Like gardens dyed in burgundy, red, orange, and gold, lovely as jewels.
Fantastic, flaming nights were not far, and gusts fitfully tossed flowers;
......
I grasp for thoughts that others bid me hold,
And eagerly attend my lessons well.
But though I strive, and in the end excel,
What have I learned except what I’ve been told?
And all the words of wisdom spun with gold
Avail me not, for though they weave their spell,
Their voices dim. In turn, I bid farewell
To youthful past and rapidly grow old!
Where stands youth from old men facing death?
I search my lessons vainly for such scope,
......
You can always learn something from what people say or do, or what they don't, but this requires much humility, attention and patience
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January to October time to grow,
Impatience is a family trait, 12/09/21,
365 days we are celebrating you.
10pm, 1am and 3am feeds,
Fatigued but morning comes again,
......
i guess you think you know pain
until it shows you a different face
a broken bone, a haggard face in the mirror you cant bear to look at
a heartbreak you barely survive
(i swear i thought i was dying)
i guess you think you know love
until the day you realise you dont
and you have to learn it
......