You were my favourite teacher,
the one who kept my heart lit,
who made me believe
it was right to be different.
The one who fostered my mind
and my spirit.
The one who showed me
what it looked like to love your job.
The one who watered me with time,
and watched me grow.
But the current pulled me onward
and suddenly
I am at a phase in my life
when I have thanked
everyone but you.
So, Mr. Merrick, I tried to find you online,
but if you happen to read this,
I just want you to know
your efforts grew
into someone
grateful.