Hidden sorrows none can see,
Yet her spirit remains free.
Never let her worth grow small—
She is an angel to us all.
Tursunboyeva Nigoraxon Abdumannob
Tursunboyeva Nigoraxon Abdumannob qizi, born on February 23, 2009, in Uzbekistan, is a graduate of the Is’hoqxon Ibrat Creative School. She is the winner of numerous international and national competitions and the author of two poetry books. She is fluent in four languages and was admitted to university ahead of the usual schedule. In addition to writing poetry, she also writes prose and journalistic articles.
TEACHER
With books and notebooks in her hands,
She walks where every young dream stands.
The school, her second home so dear,
Her heart keeps hope forever near.
Her eyes shine bright like morning’s light,
Her soul burns warm, forever bright.
Through countless trials, pain, and care,
She teaches all with love to share.
She lights the road with wisdom’s flame,
And helps young dreams rise high to fame.
She is the beacon, strong and true,
Guiding each child life’s journey through.
Household duties, children’s cries,
Endless worries fill her skies.
Still she carries every load,
Walking on her chosen road.
Simple joys, no grand display,
She lets worldly wishes fade away.
Humble through her lifelong days,
In her students shines her praise.
Wrinkles came before their time,
Silver threads her hair now line.
She deserves the world’s applause,
For her selfless, noble cause.
Though the years have touched her face,
She still moves with quiet grace.
Dreams still soar through heaven’s height,
Holding hope with all her might.
Hidden sorrows none can see,
Yet her spirit remains free.
Never let her worth grow small—
She is an angel to us all.
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