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Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Let's Start Over Again
A little boy walked to school, ready to face the day. Just like the morning before, in his chest a heavy heart lay.
His clothes were worn and tattered, ragged shoes upon his feet. he walked quietly through the door and slowly took his seat.
With all eyes upon him,the children snarled and grinned. It was the usual daily routine, each morning they started again.
He was the black sheep of the class because he was less fortunate to be, wearing new clothes and shiny shoes for all their eyes to see.
This day was a little different though, he could feel it in his heart. He raised his hand to speak, it was tearing him apart.
The teacher gave her permission and he walked to the front of the class, ready to take on the world, each one looked as he passed.
I know that you don't like me he said, my clothes are worn not new. You see my mom doesn't have the money to buy things she needs or wants to.
I haven't told my mom yet because it would make her so sad. She works hard everyday to feed us, she's the best mom I could have ever had.
My dad is not with us anymore, he lives very faraway. I can't see or touch him, but in my heart he'll forever stay.
He died several years ago, while fighting in the war, and each day that' he's gone, I miss him more and more.
But heaven is his new home now although he would've like to stay, a little longer with us both to watch me grow and play.
But I talk to him every day and every night when I say my prayer. He tells me not to worry, that he'll always be there.
He tells me to hold on and he'll never leave my side. I know he's here with me now, I can feel him deep inside.
He looked across the classroom and saw tears in every eye. He said, don't be sad for me, someday we're all going to die.
So you see I'm not different from you, I just want to be your friend. My dad taught me to love everyone, now let's start over again.
Susie Swanson, 2012
This is an older post but I thought some might like to read it again, especially my new followers..With Canning Season in full force, needless to say I've been pre-occupied..Hope you enjoy..Blessings, Susie
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I did enjoy, very much. This is a lovely poem with an important message. Thank you for sharing again!
ReplyDeleteThank you Lise..
DeleteYes, Susie, it's worth reading over and over!
ReplyDeleteThank you, glad you both enjoyed it..
DeleteTouching and thought-provoking poem, Susie. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks Daisy.
DeleteIt's a good one, Susie, and I'm glad you got your music back, too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Elaine, I've found that some don't care for the music but I like it too..I listen to it when I'm working on a post.
DeleteThe wisdom and faith of a child . . . we can learn from them, can't we? Great message in your words, Susie.
ReplyDeleteYes that is so true Glenda, thank you.
DeleteThanks Susie... This one is very deep and thought-provoking... As Glenda said, we can learn from the faith of a child, can't we?
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Betsy
Thank you Betsy..A child's heart is so humble and innocent..They speak whatever is on their mind..
DeleteThank you so much for sharing. There were tears in every eye. Especially these ones.
ReplyDeleteSorry I made you cry Ben..lol..thank you.
DeleteThis is definitely heart-wrenching, Susie... because I know how cruel children can be. But you put it into a beautiful poem that really makes you stop and think! Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Paula, yes children can be cruel..Sometimes it sticks with a kid the rest of their life..Sorry for your experiences..
ReplyDeleteYou always have a way of making such strong points & lessons/messages in your writings, sweetie. Beuatiuflly done.
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend ~
Hugs,
TTFN ~
Marydon
Awww, thank you Marydon..Hope you have a great wekend as well..
DeleteSusie,
ReplyDeleteThis is such a lovely poem. Starting school is so much harder for some than others. All my kids were different and handled school each in their own unique way that resembled them. The child on here has wisdom beyond his years. I have a poem on my blog today that I thought you might enjoy. I hope you are having a nice summer, my friend.
~Sheri at Red Rose Alley