Mum always says
“You are an angel
Given to me by God.”
”Why ?” I once asked Mum.
Mum smiled gently
And stroke my hair,
“Little boys and girls are angels
Who can turn a leaf or a nutshell
Into a toy,
Who can grow up
Into brave and kind men and women,
Whose laughter is like
The song of a light cool wind.”
How to turn to write a poem about a teacher who feels grateful to her students.
Need to express how the teacher shows his/her love and care to his/herstudents.
Need to follow the pattern.
Need to rhyme.