my teacher

by janani
(india)

You made me climb high
but you kept holding the ladder
you moulded my life carefully and beautifully
just like a potter does for his pots
everyday,like a candle
you melt yourself to make my life bright
a single word thank you
can never repay you the things
which you have done for me.
I wish for a teacher like you
and I always wish to be a teacher like you.