July 31, 2014
To my teachers,
Thank all of you who taught me, encouraged me and graded me.
I came to college thinking I knew what I wanted.
You taught me what I needed.
Doors I once thought closed have burst open.
Ideas long forgotten have bloomed like myriad colors in a garden.
Webs of dreams are becoming lines on a page.
You taught me what I am, what I can do.
You took an old clay pot full of memories
And turned it into a wellspring of words.
How do I say thank you?
I share with others, the lessons you taught me
That I may honor you.
R J Papa Nyk Lindsoe