Teacher Dedication Poems

With gentle words and steady hands
her work is filled with love
She meets the tasks her role commands
then soars so far above

With rows of little desks...

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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...

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Just a passerby who wrote some books of wisdom 
Enquiring into the Way towards heaven's bright kingdom 
Reading ancient steles in a moden day light...

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All I have to say is thanks 
Through the seasons of life 
I say thanks to those that disappointed me 
Thanks for your betrayals
Thanks for...

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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...

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The Fiercest Black Beast That A Knight Once Slew
Dark poetry

Sharp blade penetrated black blood flowed about
Mighty hairy black beast groaned then vomit let out
In a...

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My teacher smiled brightly at me today,
A warmth that instantly showed me the  way.
Her eyes danced and twinkled like the morning sun,
A beautiful moment,...

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I am your teacher show me some respect,
I am a diplomatic person who knows tact....

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There was an ugly duckling,
Isolated herself in a stream,
Unable to show to the world,
As hidden as a treasure in the wood.

Everybody laughed at her,
Pitied, Insulted,...

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Writing with peace about the Avenger
She assembled words of worship
Simplicity filled her pages

Writing with perseverance for the Builder
She bumbled with joyful jubilance
With truth, she engages

Writing...

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I wasn't meant to beat depression, I was supposed to be defeated

But the way I seen it, I had nothing to lose, I fought it,...

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I am confident that depression will not define me

I am leading this race while my illness trails behind me

When it comes to depression I dedicate...

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I am in love
With my pen
With my words
With my teachers

It is dancing
It is blooming
It is glazing
They surround all the world

My teachers are my worlds
They are...

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The world is too funny to be angry
What mr A deals with 
Is same with what Mr B 
Is dealing with 
It might be in...

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Dearest Cousin Madelyn,


Let’s sit in the rowboat, near the dawn’s verdant shore.
Where a squirrel sits under the Oak, that we once...so adored!


We can discuss music,...

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