It is with tears in my eyes but a song in my heart that I wrote these words.
It’s been three years now since he left this earth, But he has never left my heart. Today, I owe who I am to this great man Who still plays a major part in my life. This special man of whom I speak Was my Principal in the past. The lessons that I have learnt from him, Will forever live on in my mind.
To this day he continues to guide me, Even from The Great Beyond. For now, when I am placed in a situation of authority, My mind races back to those days gone by, The days when I was under his command, And I find myself asking this question, “How would George have handled this?” Somehow I always get the strength and the inspiration To do what’s expected of me.
I’m sure he’s looking down on me. And I know he would have been so proud, While listening to me address an entire school As this was something I could not have done before. He was a man of eloquence, A man who could move the world with words, And although I am no where close to his standard, I know that he would have cheered me on Had he been here today. Still He is helping me to grow Even From The Great Beyond.
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This is about one of the dearest man I have ever known and loved....My former Principal, George Worrell....
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He was and is a special man..
Your friend............Ron