Teacher’s Life
There comes a time when I want
To feel my mother’s caressing touch
And hear my father’s encouraging words,
In despair do I realize that all around me
Need my caressing touch and encouraging words.
There comes a time when I want
To do something first, but alas,
In consolation do I realize that the utmost share of my pleasure
Is to enjoy others'firsts.
There comes a time when I want
To bring together all my life income,
And in highlighted pride do I realize that I have no fortune to boast,
As I am an old teacher having lived the life of a candle.