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.
But you held me through it all.
You taught me over and over again
While joking away my slow understanding.
Not once did I feel out of place with you.
You were my secret weapon to hard success.
I learnt the easy way compared to what my brain could comprehend.
You made A B C a fun language.
A language that was a secret between us.
You made it a language I could never forget.
You made the tree shade a spot to be remembered.
It became a drug to my forgetfulness.
In a bright world of understanding, I was blind.
You held my hand and made it an easy journey for me.
You turn a duffer to a primer.
Those moment forever will be in my memories.
And any time I solve a problem on my own.
Your presence will forever be with me.
© Keenah