When you thought I wasn’t looking, you displayed my first report, and I wanted to do another.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you fed a stray cat, and I thought it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you gave me a sticker, and I knew that little things were special things.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you put your arm around me, and I felt loved.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt--but that it’s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you smiled, and it made me want to look that pretty too.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt--but that it’s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you smiled, and it made me want to look that pretty too.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, you cared, and I wanted to be everything I could be.
When you thought I wasn’t looking--I looked...and wanted to say thanks for all those things you did when you thought I wasn’t looking.
When you thought I wasn’t looking--I looked...and wanted to say thanks for all those things you did when you thought I wasn’t looking.
4 comments:
Very nice. I like this!
Hi Dan! It is a sweet poem isn't it. I remember 'watching' my teacher as well. I think good teachers understand that 'little things' can be greater than the 'big things'.
Hi, I wrote this on my son
s nursery school teacher's birthday card and it made her cry. It made me cry too, when I explained what it meant to my small son. A lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.
Hi Dhilma,
Your welcome! I am so glad it touched you both.
Cheers!
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