#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 speeches
The trips to the ocean and nice scenaries
The grip of the deadly memories in your sight to fight
They then got into you...