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Teacher’s Day Poems| Poems on Teachers:
Two More Days Till School
I’m
finally going to school this year,
and now the big day’s almost here.
I’ll learn to write and count and read–
Only two more days till school.
and now the big day’s almost here.
I’ll learn to write and count and read–
Only two more days till school.
I
got new pants and shirts and socks,
a brand-new red and blue lunch box;
I’ll paint and sing and dance and play–
Only one more day fill school.
a brand-new red and blue lunch box;
I’ll paint and sing and dance and play–
Only one more day fill school.
My
hair is washed, my sneakers squeak,
I’m so excited, I can hardly speak!
New things to do, new friends to meet–
Hooray! It’s the first day of school!
- Leslie Kimmelman
I’m so excited, I can hardly speak!
New things to do, new friends to meet–
Hooray! It’s the first day of school!
- Leslie Kimmelman
Why I Went To The Foot
Why
I went to the foot?
Was ever a maiden so worried?
I’ll admit I am partial to Jim,
For Jimmie has promised to wed me
When I’m old enough to wed him.
Was ever a maiden so worried?
I’ll admit I am partial to Jim,
For Jimmie has promised to wed me
When I’m old enough to wed him.
But
then I love teacher, too, dearly,
She’s always so lovely to me,
And she’s pretty and kind and sweet-tempered,
And gentle as gentle can be.
She’s always so lovely to me,
And she’s pretty and kind and sweet-tempered,
And gentle as gentle can be.
I
wouldn’t for worlds hurt Jim’s feelings,
For he never would like me again—
But there was my dearest, sweet teacher,
And I’d die if my words gave her pain.
For he never would like me again—
But there was my dearest, sweet teacher,
And I’d die if my words gave her pain.
“Two
plus two equals what?” was the problem.
And I knew teacher thought it made “four”;
But Jimmie said “six,” and maintained it
As long as he stood on the floor.
And I knew teacher thought it made “four”;
But Jimmie said “six,” and maintained it
As long as he stood on the floor.
And
I saw I must soon choose between them,
For I was the next in the line.
Should I side with my teacher or Jimmie?
What a sad situation was mine!
For I was the next in the line.
Should I side with my teacher or Jimmie?
What a sad situation was mine!
And
just as my heart with that problem
Of friendship was so sorely vexed
I was called on to answer the other,
For teacher had said, sharply, “Next!”
Of friendship was so sorely vexed
I was called on to answer the other,
For teacher had said, sharply, “Next!”
It
was then that the brilliant thought struck me,
That by compromise I could contrive
To hurt neither teacher nor Jimmie,
And that’s how I came to say “five.”
- Ellis ParkerButler
That by compromise I could contrive
To hurt neither teacher nor Jimmie,
And that’s how I came to say “five.”
- Ellis Parker
Tribute To A Teacher
We
held their hands the first day of school.
Our hearts were filled with pride.
There was an aura of fear and apprehension
As we stood close to their side.
We deposited our children at your door,
Our most precious and prized possessions.
We trusted that you would give them more
Then Reading and Writing lessons.
Our unspoken words were, give them self worth.
They are little children, respect their rights.
Teach them with love and remember compassion.
Use a firm hand to break up their fights.
As the years went by, you did us proud
With your guiding hand and understanding smile.
You gave much more then we expected.
That was your way, your undeniable style.
What higher tribute can we pay a teacher?
To what greater heights can he ascend?
Than to have his students praise his work,
And to say “He is my friend.”
- Myrna Beth Lambert
Our hearts were filled with pride.
There was an aura of fear and apprehension
As we stood close to their side.
We deposited our children at your door,
Our most precious and prized possessions.
We trusted that you would give them more
Then Reading and Writing lessons.
Our unspoken words were, give them self worth.
They are little children, respect their rights.
Teach them with love and remember compassion.
Use a firm hand to break up their fights.
As the years went by, you did us proud
With your guiding hand and understanding smile.
You gave much more then we expected.
That was your way, your undeniable style.
What higher tribute can we pay a teacher?
To what greater heights can he ascend?
Than to have his students praise his work,
And to say “He is my friend.”
- Myrna Beth Lambert
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