I tripped, <br />I tumbled, <br />I always fell. <br />For being the baby, <br />my life was hell. <br /> <br />My teacher was my Bud, <br />he tried to show me the way. <br />It took to grade eight, <br />before I had anything to say. <br /> <br />Teased and bullied, <br />no cuddling before bed. <br />Came so close to heaven. <br />Wished I was there instead. <br /> <br />The angles told me, <br />'it's not your time to go. <br />There's a lot of other children, <br />that you must help grow' <br /> <br />My teacher showed me friendship, <br />till he turned blue, <br />My final response was, <br />'If I knew the answer, <br />I would tell you.' <br /> <br />With much confusion <br />I showed him my tears. <br />The closer he came to me, <br />the more I felt fear. <br /> <br />There was admiration for each other, <br />we were surely two of a kind. <br />My strongest trait was to do it alone, <br />while his was to get deep in my mind. <br /> <br />A child's bond, <br />is a precious thing. <br />Without it, they feel, <br />they have nothing to gain. <br /> <br />He smiled, He coached me, <br />to sit with the crowd. <br />My expression showed him that, <br /> too close was not allowed. <br /> <br />Finally, his thought was accomplishment, <br />but it quickly changed to disbelief. <br />Once he noticed my angered expression, <br />he nearly fell off his seat. <br /> <br />We both felt we learned something new. <br />His warmth and words linger with me today. <br />Everyone in this world needs hugs. <br />I know now, that hugs are O.K.<br /><br />Christine Kerr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bonding-5/
