Teachers

Molded futures, shaped lives,
Seen it all, with keen eyes,
Vulnerability, and the white lies,
All knowing, seeing, being wise

Thoughtful gestures, infused within,
Teaching, keeping high our chin,
As we fight with our yang and yin,
Stand behind us, our next of kin

Taught building an eternity,
Of memories and possibility,
Understanding our taciturnity,
Backing up each uncertainty

Without a word, they understand,
Our futures with our tiny selves they planned,
Experienced our failures first-hand,
Yet never let us leave our dreamland

We stand today, each arrived,
With us, for it, they had strived,
In our minds forever reside,
And teach generations, satisfied.