~The Teacher~

As Teacher's Day is approaching very soon this Friday, here's a meaningful poem about the Teacher that I would like to share and dedicate to all wonderful teachers here:

The Teacher :)

I took a piece of plastic clay,
And idly fashioned it one day,
And as my fingers pressed it still,
It moved and yielded to my will,
I came again when days were past;
The bit of clay was hard at last;
The form I gave it still it bore,
But I could change that form no more.

I took a piece of living clay,
And gently formed it day by day;
And moulded it with power and art,
A young child's soft and yielding heart;
I came again when years were gone;
It was a man I looked upon;
He still that early impress bore.
And I could change that form no more.

Cardinal Spellman

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY TO ALL!!! :)