From the fountain of my mentor, <br />I filled my empty cup. <br />From the fields of his mind, <br />I harvested the crop of wisdom. <br /> <br />From the fruits of his knowledge. <br />I feasted, on every word he placed on the plate. <br />Under his tutelage, each conquest with him, <br />heightened the levels of my knowledge coffers. <br /> <br />As my cup fills to overflowing. <br />I shall filter the overrun, <br />into the wells, of my pupils. <br />Perpetuity of mentoring, shall be preserved. <br /> <br />11FEB06<br /><br />Kurt Hearth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mentor-5/
