A Father's Journey in Education: Retirement Reflections
In halls of learning, wisdom's crown,
Stood a dad with love profound.
His days of guiding minds are done,
But memories bright, they'll still be spun.
With patience vast and knowledge deep,
He stirred young hearts from sleep.
In every lesson, a gentle hand,
Guiding futures, shaping lands.
Though he bids the classroom adieu,
His legacy, forever true.
For in the hearts of those he taught,
His wisdom's flame will ne'er be caught.
Retirement beckons, a tranquil shore,
Where dreams anew he'll now explore.
But in the tapestry of days gone by,
His influence, a soaring sky.
So here's to you, dear dad of mine,
Your journey's end, a grand design.
Your teachings echo, forever near,
In every mind you've helped steer.
As you retire with grace and cheer,
Know your impact is crystal clear.
In the story of education's art,
You'll forever hold a cherished part.
Copyright © Lebasi Vele | Year Posted 2024
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