Perception 19/11/08, by Teach2Learn Subscribe to rss feed for Teach2Learn

The first Wednesday we met I still remember
However I didn’t think I’d be seeing you in December
In my traumatic time of need
We built a rapport made out of a trusty seed
From very early on I felt I could rely on you
To carefully help me discover my life path a new
I have a vision of you clicking your figures
Etched in my memory which still lingers 
Even though at times I seemed shy
Your perseverance made me want to try
At times when I felt like I wanted to give up
Your words of wisdom somehow lifted me back up
You reminded me life was all about choice
To be assertive and to find my voice
So many times I feared coming through your door
But your non judgemental empathetic look kept me coming back
for more
When you let me know you were to leave
I picked up my workload even more determined to achieve
When I felt like no one understood me
It was your perceptive finesse I could count on to see
To no longer have the lend of your ear
I’m unsure of how my ship I will steer
Psychologists I’ve certainly seem my share
To find another like you I’m not sure where
To face the New Year without my confidant 
Leaves me with scary thoughts they sure do haunt
Salty tears flow from my true eyes
At the thought of saying my goodbyes
I’m so terrified to attempt to fly alone
I doubt my ability to achieve on my own
A wise one once said
These words keep ringing in my head
There is just one constant in life and that is change
But without your guidance I sense my life will feel strange

"A dedication to J"
Posted: 2009-01-23 11:56:45 UTC

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