A loving lad, is tongue-tied Tim. <br />And if you already know of him, <br />You'll know he's neither daft or dim, <br />But strong of heart, and tall and slim, <br />With a smiling face, that's never grim, <br />He's certainly not taken with any whim, <br />But loves all those, who too, love him. <br /> <br />His speech is hard to understand, <br />But if one can, it's really grand, <br />To give this lad a helping hand, <br />When venturing across the land, <br />Allowed to try out what he's planned, <br />His vocabulary will for sure expand, <br />So, on his own feet he'll finally stand. <br /> <br />We're proud of him in every way, <br />He's stood out robust and brave today, <br />His life was one of permanent grey, <br />But he's done well, That I will say, <br />People's attitude, now that's what lay, <br />Behind poor Tims downright dismay. <br />But he's on the up and he's here to stay. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tongue-tied-tim/
