Morning is almost here
as the dusk of night is just begining to pale
I look out into my fear
and alow my imagination to sail
The girl in the other side of the glass
seems now so far away from me
the one riticuled in class
because she did not see
She dreaded school
beacuse no one understood
her class mates were cule
they determined to be as nasty as they could
The past reflections were all
of jumbled up words and backwords letter
un till that one call
when it all got better
The lady that came
in all hugs and smiles
she tought her the same
to help her for miles
She knew how to teach a dyslexic you see
because she was dyslexic also
The lady was just like me
She tought me how to keep the letters in toe
Author notes
I'm dyslexic and it was really difficult to write and read untill a lady came and tought me how to keep my self focused! thank you to her!
Written January 29th, 2004
A contest entry
- Letting Go..... by nobodysees.
301 points, ended February 14, 2004, 52 entries
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