To My Favourite Sir whit Love

How do you thank someone, Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
It isn't easy, but I'll try. If you wanted the sky, I would write across the sky in letters, that would soar a thousand feet high: 'To Sir, With Love'
The time has come, for closing books and long last looks must end.
And as I leave, I know that I am leaving my best friend.
A friend who taught me right from wrong, and weak from strong... that's a lot to learn.
What can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon, I would try to make a start . . . but I would rather you let me give my heart.

To Sir, With Love