Teacher Candle Poems | Examples
These Teacher Candle poems are examples of Candle poems about Teacher. These are the best examples of Candle Teacher poems written by international poets.
Inspired to share my knowledge,
Dedicated to teach with courage,
I gave my service with all my heart—
In my students' lives, I played an important part.
Three decades of guiding the young,
These are my riches, the songs I’ve sung.
I may be a candle burning low,
But the light I gave will always glow.
Proud to shape each growing mind,
And when my time is left behind,
Please remember me not with sorrow or wrath,
But as one who lit a flicker on your path.
June 20, 2025
Maria Paz
Jack, Jack, Jack and jack, what about me, my name is Jill
I’m only mentioned once, when we climbed up the hill ,
Then Jack fell, and broke his crown, I was filled with dread,
So tumbled after him, but he had gone to bed,
To bandage his head.
Jack Sprat and his wife, one ate no fat and the other no lean,
So hence left their platter void of food and always clean,
So, I suggested to his wife to keep slim, to do some running
Down the street, to lose the weight
She ate.
And Jack Horner who only sat in a corner, I felt that was cruel,
Told him to tell his teacher that he would quit school,
He was never again, to be made a fool.
As for Jack be nimble, I mentioned that as he was always quick,
I would nurse him if he broke his ankle jumping over the candle wick,
So now I no longer feel a little jealous, as I have taken Charles's tip,
I tried to help the first Jack, but did get involved with the other three,
I now feel good, my name is Jill and I hope you agree.
Now give me a giggle,
Hey diddle diddle
Competition entry:Jill Nursery Rhyme Poetry Concert
Sponsor:Charles Messina
Date; 03/11/2024
Oh Teachers!
The burning candles,
The moulders of young minds.
The pathfinder to the searching sheep.
Teachers are like burning candles,
breezing in all day out.
Designing the world future.
Walking through the wind,
the nestling of the leaves.
They are the idols of the earth.
The upheaving shadows,
and dark appearance.
Searching for the nooks and crannies,
increasing my knowledge,
after pain is sweet gain.
Having a bright path,
because of my burning candle.
The candle is a
teacher.
It portrays
light and
warmth;
soft light and
gentle warmth like
good friendship.
But then
how will the
candle be
operational
without the
wick.
The wick is its
heart.