a real teacher empowers and shows
it is safe to step into your own.
a real teacher doesn't show you the way,
a real teacher does it her way.
a real teacher doesn't hide when she falters,
she allows and onward she alters.
a real teacher rarely answers a question,
on a quest she sends you to find your gumption.
a real teacher comes into your life light as a feather,
and whispers you're ready, no words not even a sound.
a real teacher walks gently,
her footsteps weigh not a pound.
a real teacher is not after recognition,
she makes you recognise your own ignition.
a real teacher doesn't teach,
she imparts yet not preach.
when a real teacher speaks,
her words so little yet so much they mean.
a real teacher makes you go within,
yet leaves you never without, through thick and thin.
a real teacher is so much,
yet we never quite know what about.
a real teacher is not a mother,
she is just another.
a real teacher is you,
and in her eyes i see me, my other.
