To all my hereos
My mother is a mentor like no other
Who bought out my creativity and made me wonder
My sister is a mentor who opened my shutters
When I was shy and my personality was under cover
My teachers are mentors that god sent from heaven himself
So I can obtain knowledge and treat other with respect and have confidence in myself
Mentors are those who teach us to grow
When we are small and are newly sowed
I am so grateful for those around me who teach
Because without them I wouldn’t be tempted to reach.
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