Like a lost sheep was I when I came,
my young and naive mind you helped frame.
Learning from you day by day,
helped plant my feet in the right way.

You were there to ensure I didn't trip,
correcting me even without the whip.
I thought it was all going to be okay,
till I heard you were going away.

My Star, the one I lean on,
what to do? now that you're gone.
Missing you is something that is sure,
your gentle heart, so kind and pure.

Your teachings will be my watchword,
never will I drag your name in the mud.
Though now your presence will be far,
I'll never forget you My Star.

*Dedicated to Rev. Sr. Aniela Anuforo.
© Adeife.