He — or was it she? <br />was a child who said little <br />but walked, endlessly, just looking <br /> <br />or stood still for minutes, hours, <br />and became what they looked at <br /> <br />was from a large family <br />but still people said, you’re an only child aren’t you <br /> <br />was it seems very happy in themself <br />but no-one asked, so never said <br /> <br />kept themself to themself, which annoyed <br />other children, who bullied them <br /> <br />and then were even more annoyed <br />when they didn’t play the victim <br /> <br />failed examinations and yet <br />was always wrapt up in a book <br /> <br />occasionally did things like cutting themselves <br />and was told off but never questioned usefully <br /> <br />wrote poems secretly but was unconcerned <br />whether people read them or not <br /> <br />was good to be with as long as you <br />didn’t expect anything of them <br /> <br />was secretly loved by some <br />who never liked to say so <br /> <br />because what they loved somehow <br />didn’t have a name <br /> <br />years later, some of them read the poems <br />and knew what they had loved<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poet/
