#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...
Estatic behaviors, fantastic fictions you showed me,
Not once did I doubt or looked back,
You kept on begging for this love, that was free.
Why ask when it could happen anytime.
© Zamsi