A poem made for you
                              a person oh so fine,
                              a mother of a lot of children
                              as her eyes brightly shine.
                              
                              She is our queen,
                              she is our leader,
                              she is our boss
                              she is our care giver. (this sounds so wrong. just sayin')
                              
                              She is our friend
                              she is our protector,
                              she is our sister
                              she is our supporter.
                              
                              She is our adviser
                              she is our teacher,
                              but either way you call her
                              she will always be our mother.
                              
                              There's something I should tell you
                              something you should know,
                              when somehow you pass by her
                              a smile is what she shows.
                              
                              So happy teachers day
                              to our second mother,
                              happy teachers day
                              to the best teacher ever!
                              
                              Ms. Shieraldine Matas
                              thank you for everything,
                              when we came here for school
                              we knew zero, we knew nothing.
                              
                              You taught us from the start
                              letter by number you taught us slowly,
                              you help us learn
                              even if some of us act so dumbly.
                              
                              Thank you for being our teacher
                              thank you for being our mother,
                              even if we are not realted
                              we will always love you forever.
                              
                              You are always here for us
                              through bad times and good,
                              you always forgive our mistakes
                              even if you are in a bad mood.
                              
                              Forgiveness is what you're filled
                              love is what we feel,
                              from you it came from
                              the love we feel is real.
                              
                              Happiness, joy,
                              love and respect,
                              loyal and deciplined
                              she has all those aspects.
                              
                              we came to your class
                              to learn and to grow,
                              but what touched us the most
                                      
                                  
                                              YOU ARE READING
POEMS I a Collection I✔️
PoetryThis book , is a collection of poems I have made for a portion of my life. It's made with effort, that caused me my life to make. I enjoyed making this, so I hope you enjoy reading this too. Thank you<3
