For You, My Teacher

Words can never suffice to express
The picture of you held in my heart.
Of you, the one who cared
Right to the end, from the very start.

Every time I failed, each time I fell,
I revived again to your healing touch,
Your gentle chiding; I now realise-
I need your presence, oh! so much!

Time goes by, as the clock ticks by,
Your impression molding who I am today.
I grow, I learn, as you help me
To overcome the stumbles along the way.

I try to rephrase what's been said for ages,
The respect for my teacher, I pen anew.
But words can't even begin to express
What I feel in my heart, for you.