I Once Had A Teacher

Sharing a poem from my upcoming book, Memoirs from the first half of my life called “I once had a teacher”…

 

I once had a teacher,

and his name was Abuse.

I soon thought,

that there was just no use.

I once had a teacher,

and her name was Pain.

I soon found out,

there was nothing to gain.

I once had a teacher,

it was Suffering this time.

I soon figured out

that it wasn’t all mine.

I once had a teacher,

whose name was Me.

I soon learned how,

to be set free.

I learned how to say no.

I learned how to grow.

By saying no more,

I learned how to soar.

I learned that I was the cause.

I learned that I had no flaws.

Through my prayer,

I became more aware.

I took down Love from upon the shelf

I slowly learned, how to love myself.

The Angels said: let Love teach her!

So, from here on out,

I could no longer doubt.

That Love, would be my teacher.

I once had a teacher,

and her name was Love.

© 9-12-17 hsm

 

 

 

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