Tree And Root Poem by Captain Herbert Poetry

Surrounded with the drone of noisy children
Loud talking with crying in the room
Like clanging of cymbals when playing
But her heart flooded with passion spring of patience

Impounded with annoying sounds of kids
Random shouts with whining within the whole house
Like out of tune choir when chatting
But her love overflowed with a melody of understand

She gets mad and angry to manage them
She molds the with story of morals and kindness
Always encourage that they can be able to be the best
Pruning unnecessary behavior by scolding with enlighten care

I love my teacher because she gave me lessons for my love
I love my teacher because I reach my future dreams
I always remember how you guide me step by step details
You uplift my spirit that I can do amazing things and I can make possible all elusive visions.

Good morning class and we answer Good morning Teacher
For tomorrow you are the tree and root
Sorry for the million stresses, gallon of tears and container of sweat
You are still human with tiredness and sadness

You taught us more than as duty, job, or necessity.
Saying thank you and I love you are not enough,
but to put you in my wholeness as a precious treasure of my life.