Teacher Teacher

Time goes by so slowly 

Evenings labor into nights, still patiently

At my computer I wait but to no avail

Combermere seems the only place friendship did prevail

How innocent then and I might now confess

Every good intention I thought would yield to success

Rightly a young mind taught me from way back then

That Love of God is to love life and my fellow men

Embrace my vocation and to do my best

Allow to all equal opportunity and further will suggest

Call those names that I can and learn the others too

Have a personal approach in all that I do

Everything I remember about this teacher, my dear friend

Reminds me to always love God’s Blessings to my very end

Teacher Teacher

TiMe goes by so slowly 

Evenings labor into nights, still patiently

At my computer I wait but to no avail

Combermere seems the only place friendship did prevail

How innocent then and I might now confess

Every good intention I thought would yield to success

Rightly a young mind taught me from way back then

That Love of God is to love life and my fellow men

Embrace my vocation and to do my best

Allow to all equal opportunity and further will suggest

Call those names that I can and learn the others too

Have a personal approach in all that I do

Everything I remember about this teacher, my dear friend

Reminds me to always love God’s Blessings to my very end