The Tools That You Taught Me (a poem)

The tools that you taught me
The things I now know
I took just a seed for my
Garden to grow

The gifts that you gave me
I use them for good
But maybe not in the same
Way that you would

Was once inexperienced
My life a rough draft
Apprentice to Master
Perfected my craft

The lessons I learned from you
Hard work and sweat
The tools that you taught me
I’ll never forget

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