#WritcoPoemPrompt21
You sat with me under the shade of the trees, that was the time we had free ....
Reading out the words that made no sense, like why some put up a fence....
Not once did you lose faith, you made your case and held on tight ,
Or let me be, you said with might , was me and i still say the same.
The slow and steady learner, or the jew heading to the burner , now me they say they tried to warn her....
The butt of all the jokes,...