I Can Identify
Is That Me?
When I heard the much celebrated water boy,
and how he struggled just to get along,
When Forrest told what his momma had said,
It didn't sound all that wrong.
You never know what we're gonna get,
when we get presented with that box,
I've had my share of childhood plagues,
with those measles and chicken pox.
Run, Big E, run, they all would shout and laugh,
as I ran with the ball, down that ball field,
They loved to see my touchdowns,
but they'd have a chuckle, if I'd been killed.
When I was hurt and couldn't play,
there was no one who'd then be my friend.
They still laughed and picked at me,
it seemed their cruelty would not ever end.
In gritting my teeth, and then forging ahead,
frankly, I didn't pay them any mind,
Success I found in all that I tried,
and in trying to be good and in always so kind.
Our trials of childhood help to shape us all,
in whatever we say, and that we do,
It's our own strength and determination,
solving a mystery, that's within this clue.
To laugh at others, and of them, in making fun,
calling them names and to shun.
To throw the stone, and in receiving none,
belittles us ourselves, in the long run.
Kindness spoken, and with an understanding,
goes a long way for us all, in the end,
It serves to make us all much stronger,
and in building good hearts, that lie within.
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