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Book 29 Page 9

 

Coming last

 

Little boy,

coming last.

Canít do,

this task.

Canít 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 itís like to loose.

To know what itís like to be

in someone elseís 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