A Friend
Mama scolded me this morning.
I got syrup in my pigtails,
but I didn’t mean to.
Now I can’t have syrup
anymore.
Teacher punished me this morning.
I was eating paste,
but it was just a little.
Now I can’t use paste
anymore.
Penny ignored me this morning.
She always plays with me at recess,
but she said I couldn’t.
I don’t belong in the club
anymore.
You sat beside me on the steps this morning.
I was sad and alone,
but you put your arm around my shoulders.
And I don't feel so bad
anymore.
© 2015 Kristi Dee Veitenheimer. All rights reserved.
Rebecca M. Davis has challenged us to write poems about acts of kindness this month– the more specific and vivid the better. Click HERE for more details.
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Thank goodness for a kind arm around the shoulders! Very nice voice in this poem.
ReplyDeleteGentle kindnesses are the best kind! I agree with Tabatha– the voice rings true. Thanks, Kristi.
ReplyDeleteI wish this would happen for everyone. You've shown us what a little kindness can do.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to have a talk with that Penny! LOL! Great poem, Kristi. I, too, agree—you certainly captured the voice.
ReplyDeleteThat is a sweet poem. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your kind words!
ReplyDeleteOh, Kristi, I ached for the little child until the arm hug came along on the steps.
ReplyDeleteThis is a poetic reminder that one little soft touch can mend prickly people's barbs.