#WritcoPoemPrompt21
You sat with me under the shade of the trees,
Reading out the words that made no sense,
Not once did you lose faith,
Or let me be,
The slow and steady learner,
The butt of all the jokes,
Duffer! Failure! And more...
Inside me is the rage of a Lions roar
There's nothing in this life that comes with ease
Then the sufferings will be a breeze
Once you've made it in life
There's no more hardship or fright
© Shulker 300