REFOUND

He'd long thought he were not any good at much ,

Oh sure in the long and distant past he was enjoyed ,

Something he was a bit good at , then his life moved him on ,

Time to time he'd do it just for somthing to do ,

One time a girl he was kind of seeing ,

Sid she'd like to have a go her self , he looked at her effort's ,

To be honest it was not very good ,

So he decided to take her reasons and chosen methered of dealing ,

With it ,

His attempts were rather good , somewhear up stairs they lay yellowing ,

With age ,

He did it time to time , then he stopped , till one day he discovered ,

A place , that excepted what he could do ,

And now he is one happy man , human being,

The Dyslexic Poet



Poetry by ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-03-04 at 22:46

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Morpheus
Your passion keeps so many of us amazed. You write about 'living.' That is what most of us cannot understand some times. Excellent work.
2011-03-10


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
It's a matter of faith. "Good" is what you have to tell yourself you are. Sooner or later, a reader will agree.
2011-03-05


shells
Inspirational poem here Ken, having faith in ones abilities is good even if it has its own time and place when all is receptive and ready.
2011-03-05


John Ashleigh
There is a place in this world for anyone and anything. This poem is an eye opener, in a way which is inspiring. A good write, Ken.

Regards,
John.
2011-03-04