FAMILY

Family

by:benita Grace Steffani

When my little hands began to open
And these eyes see the world
I feel the caress of love tida both
Which is always accompanied by laughter full of love
      When my little feet began to move
      I see hope in the face
      Hope the best for me
      Your prayer has always raised
      And my name is always called
Thank you for the love
Thank you for the best family
I found the love of God the father and mother
Every day I'm always thankful to God
For a beautiful family
Dad ... Mother ... You are the best

my teacher everything

My teacher Everything
works: Benita grace Steffani

He was the most loyal givers
Each root of his science
Lamps and lighting all
For humans before becoming an adult

He was the father of the mother she was also a friend
The flow channel loyalty advice
A thousand years he became wisdom

If today is a Prime Minister in power
If today a President of a country
If today a cleric of noble
If today is what our other features into adulthood;
Its history is commenced by a regular teacher
With soft temper teaching literacy.
Where he stands in front of his students

In a luxurious school in the capital
Remote schools in older buildings
He is a teacher representing a thousand books

The more remote the child seat in the village
The more bererti duties to the state.
Be whatever at the end of life, my teacher ...

Budi is adrift repeated science
Calls will be eternal sacred lighting
Be memorable to the end of life.

GURUKU SEGALANYA

Guruku Segalanya

by:benita grace steffani

karya:benita grace steffani
Dialah pemberi paling setia
Tiap akar ilmu miliknya
Pelita dan lampu segala
Untuk manusia sebelum jadi dewasa

Dialah ibu dialah bapak juga sahabat
Alur kesetiaan mengalirkan nasihat
Seribu tahun katanya menjadi hikmat

Jika hari ini seorang Perdana Menteri berkuasa
Jika hari ini seorang Presiden sebuah negara
Jika hari ini seorang ulama yang mulia
Jika hari ini siapa sahaja menjadi dewasa;
Sejarahnya dimulakan oleh seorang guru biasa
Dengan lembut sabarnya mengajar tulis-baca.
Di mana dia berdiri di muka muridnya

Di sebuah sekolah mewah di Ibu Kota
Di bangunan tua sekolah Hulu Terenggara
Dia adalah guru mewakili seribu buku

Semakin terpencil duduknya di anak desa
Semakin bererti tugasnya kepada negara.
Jadilah apa pun pada akhir kehidupanmu, guruku...

Budi yang diapungkan di dulangi ilmu
Panggilan keramat akan kekal tercahaya
Menjadi kenangan ke akhir hayat.