All that you taught me

I’m under the tree of the honest and true

I’m put here to learn things of Latin and spin

I’m put here to learn things of reason or sin

You gave me the book of the wise and the new

I’m inside the tree of the wishes and goals

I’ll sit in the shadows of Sickle and Sam

I’ll sew in the cottage, the wife and the lamb

I’ll climb up the ladder, the posts and the poles

I’m tippity top to the branches and high

I’ll learn of the world through searching above

I’ll find all the answers through hatred and love

I’ll jump into blue and float through the sky

The learnt is below me in jumbles of pools

The lessons you taught me are lessons for fools