POEM STARTER

A teacher discovers a hidden talent in a troubled student. But revealing it might lead to unwanted attention...

Patience is a Virtue

ā€œI don’t usually say this,

But I see something in you.

The way you’re tapping your fingers,

And shuffling your shoes.ā€


ā€œEven though you’re a troublemaker,

Choreography is your art.

Wherever your feet takes you,

I know the music’s in your heart.ā€


I swear, Mrs. Johnson,

Dancing is only a hobby.

I don’t wanna be those rich girls,

All fake, entitled, and snobby.ā€


ā€œI appreciate you for noticing,

But I don’t wanna be noticed.

I don’t wanna be the laughing stock,

In which their teasing is focused.ā€


ā€œOh child, you got great style,

And you don’t have to be like them.

You are your own shining star,

A magnificent golden gem.ā€


ā€œIf only you applied yourself,

And tone down your sass,

Then maybe I can help you,

Exceed beyond this class.ā€


I swear, Mrs. Johnson,

Dancing is only a hobby.

I don’t wanna be those rich girls,

All fake, entitled, and snobby.ā€


ā€œI appreciate you for noticing,

But I don’t wanna be noticed.

I don’t wanna be the laughing stock,

In which their teasing is focused.ā€


ā€œStop swearing, my talented child,

And just do whatever you have to.

I promise everything will be fine,

Don’t let your world turn blue.ā€


ā€œBut at last, I get you,

For I will no longer bother.

I will always be here for you,

Since I see you as my own daughter.ā€


I swear, Mrs. Johnson,

Dancing is only a hobby.

I don’t wanna be those rich girls,

All fake, entitled, and snobby.ā€


ā€œI appreciate you for noticing,

But I don’t wanna be noticed.

I don’t wanna be the laughing stock,

In which their teasing is focused.ā€


ā€œI swear I’ll try my best,

For this class troubles me.

But I rather make the class laugh,

Then them laugh at me.ā€


She looked into the child’s eyes,

Seeing the growing fear in them.

Then, she nodded with finality,

And went back to teaching AP Chem.

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