I wanted to swing so high in the sky
the other kids could I wanted to try
I sat down alone and held on tight
I kicked my feet with all my might
but the swing stayed still it didn't sway
and I learned a special lesson that day
Sometimes we need a push to start
a gentle nudge from a caring heart
You saw in me the potential to soar
You encouraged me to try so much more
Whenever I struggled, kicking my feet
You never let me give me up in defeat
So thank you, teacher, for giving me
the push I needed for all I could be
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