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Book 29 Page 9

Coming last

Little boy,

coming last.

Can’t do,

this task.

Can’t figure,

out the rules.

Coming last,

in school.

Learning humilities,

hard hard lesson.

But it is,

a hidden blessing.

Coming last,

learning to be strong.

In this world that can be,

cruel and wrong.

Learning young

what it’s like to loose.

To know what it’s like to be

in someone else’s shoes.

Learning about life,

by coming last.

Little boy coming last with

poise and class.

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au  Created on 12/18/00