Gift of Knowledge

 
A sapling I was, new in this world,
You watered me and illuminated my life,
with the sunlight of your knowledge.

You nurtured and encouraged me
and helped me grow.
Teaching me right from wrong
and a lot of what I know

This wealth, you gave me,
more precious than diamonds.

The only wealth in this world
which increases the more you give
I hope someday I will too
Be one of the ones to increase it

Your guidance and patience
has brought me this far
provided me with tools
that will help me go even further in life
and hopefully make my life
something you will be proud of.

To all the teachers in my life,
who imparted me their knowledge,
and inspired me to do better,
knowingly or unknowingly.

Because of whom, I am what I am,
and I will be what I will be.
I thank you with all my heart.
For all that you have given me

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