Gold Star

You taught me how to count and you taight me how to read.

Your words were the soil, my mind was the seed.

From pre-school to senior year, you were always around.

You planted me firmly into my educational grounds.

Through conferences and recess I knew you'd be near by.

This is my last year and im excited , but how will I say goodbye?

Its clear that you know me, heck you've taught me all I know.

But now that i'm older its time to let go.

Most students don't see it through the lectures and tests.

I know that you care because you recognize when i'm trying my best.

It was nice to have had you through my educational days.

When I graduate college I know you'll be amazed.

Some won't even remember the one who got them so far.

I'll take all that you showed me and for that you deserve a gold star.

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