#WritcoPoemPrompt21

You sat me under the shade of trees,
Reading out words which made no sense;
Not once did you lose faith,
Or dare let me be.

A slow and steady learner, I was,
The doggy-end to all kids jokes.
Duffer! Failure! And so much more.
You were my beacon of hope.

With tender patience, you unraveled such code,
Each letter a puzzle, a world once unexplored.
The pages danced before my eyes,
A kaleidoscope of magic in disguise.

In your gentle voice, such words came alive;
A symphony of whispers, where each one thrived!
You held my hand through every stumble,
Teaching me to read, and how to stay humble.

Soon words became such loyal...