Jayasree

Little Gems

Each time I step into my class

the wonder never ceases,

the wonder of being able to 

mould and teach the little ones,

buds waiting to bloom and blossom!

Each year when I meet them,

the girls and boys

with their

well scrubbed clean faces

and combed hair,

their innocent faces

looking up at me with love,

looking up at me expectantly,

waiting for me to love them

encourage them,

their heart full of love, 

innocence pooled in their eyes

I feel the wonder of God.

Each one different,

some artistic, some studious, 

some naughty, some shy,

each child unique!

I treasure each moment;

the flowers I got,

the small trinkets 

made with their little hands 

just for me,

little notes of love 

pressed into my hand 

shyly and silently,

the way the scared ones

put their soft little hands into mine

looking for reassurance,

their wide eyed wonder 

at everything they see and hear,

their look of joy 

when I open a story book

to take them into another world.

They are precious gems

to be cut and polished

to shine forever;

bringing happiness to them

and for others.

All they need is

Tender Loving Care