The boy stares at the words
In front of him.
A jumbled mess, not understanding
How the vocabulary is so dim.
He struggles to comprehend
The different sounds that are made,
How they work together.
The boy is scared,
Because he doesn't know if it will be this way forever.
So he takes his knowledge
Into his own hands.
He tackles the words again.
He doesn't know his own strength
But he won't stop trying.
Until the very end.
YOU ARE READING
A Different Path for Words
PoetryPoems dealing with every feeling you have felt, some more to come as well. This book will never be finished because I will constantly be adding to it as I grow. Come grow with me.
