When I was young I taught and
They listened to me then.
I molded mind and body.
Answered questions why and when?

When did I become the child
They treat me as right now?
Are they to be my teachers?
Have I forgotten how?

Dear children, please remember...
The knowledge learned from me
Was taught with love and kindness
When you were by my knee.

Now, as the years go drifting by
That knowledge grows in you...
And someday you'll have things to say
No one will listen to.