A Teacher's Joy
Bright shining faces
craving beautiful knowledge
all look towards me.
Like dandelions
smiling up to the blue sky
they beam happiness.
I speak to give them
learning, wisdom and guidance
from their own teacher.
Filling up their pool
with waterfalls of knowledge
is my greatest joy.
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