Mentors

In the echoes of the past I hear the voices clear

The lessons and the wisdom that brought me here

Each word a stepping stone each hand a guiding touch

They shaped the man I've become I owe them so much

In the quiet of the classroom I learned the power of the mind

My teachers showed me wisdom a treasure few can find

They said "You're smart you've got it just trust the path you choose"

With every word they planted I knew there's nothing I could lose

My mom's voice was my anchor in storms both wild and fierce

"Be strong be balanced steady" her words cut through my fears