Teacher,

You will never
Truly
Know,
The impact that you will make on me
I will not tell

You see-
Not out of fear,
But out of extreme love,
Care,
Compassion.

I am called to write for you,
And do so.
I made you a sign above your door
Stating what others don’t know.

You will
Listen, yes
You will
Learn, yes
You see the scars that I have,
Looking past them
You see- me

But you will cry for me-
Tears that mean so much,
Flowing down a face
That says, you are safe.
And that safety you spell
Whispers into my ear- go,

Go and be with the world.
Don’t hide behind your misspelled words
Don’t let your actions define you.

You press me to read,
Know,
Create,
Be.
Laughter in the form of
Giggles.
I can’t stop.
I am glad for knowing you,
But mostly I am glad for letting you know me.