#WritcoPoemPrompt22
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...
Crazy but you make to like and make me full of joy
you shallow all hurt pain for me and you become my soul
once or never you leave me it like shadow with body
protected we all with all joke and hurt with become like sour food for me