:: POEM ::
She is a special person, Im sure youll all agree
Shes the kind of person, I wanted her to be
She is very responsible, in caring for your child
She wont let them be rowdy, and they cant be
wild She teaches the class they go to, each and
every day She makes sure they are careful, On
the playground when they play
She does your job for
you, When you send them through the door They
are her's to care for, Until they are home once more.
Do you ever think about her, and the job she does
for you Do you ever say Thank you, for watching all
this crew Shes not in it for the pay, theres not enough
for that, She wants to teach and take care of them,
and that is where its at Do you put yourself in her place,
as you send them through the door
Do you know she
worries, until theyre home once more That is your most
precious possession, she is holding in her hand... I am
a teacher... I am work from the bottom of my heart... I
am a teacher yes I am
She knows this and she wishes,
someone would understand
She is your childs School
Teacher but dont sell her short
She is caring for your
children, and shes doing it from her heart.

:: CREDITS ::
Brine Design - School's In Kit
Brine Design - Layered Template 6 (Blog Freebie)
Poem - The Teacher by Rebel Kuti found at Scrapbook.com