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Thank You For Teaching Me


Troubles and concerns never stand in the way of what you believe you should earn.

You have showed me to own up to my mistakes for that is the way one learns.

When we meet for the first time you saw a glimmer in my eye

And you pushed me past my limit because you knew that's how I would shine.

 

With a heart of a mother you tend to our wounds

and teach us the direction in which we’ll bloom

You grow gray hairs from stress and frustration

but never bow down to their indimitation.

 

And here are just the some of the many things that i say to other about you

 

You are passionate, you are kind

How extravangate it is that we’re in this world at the same time.

You are who I look to

You are someone who can lead

Someone I want to be

 

Thank you for teaching me







 

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