Could I write a Poem

I’ve written one before

In my head for that cute girl,

Written down to read allowed

A poem, always seemed to me

More work than it ought to be

 

I’m sorry he said, still slightly smiling

Your records came back, you’ll be trying

On your own to find a way

They won’t give you funds today

Your parents will help you

I’m sure Said he…

I left though feeling it was only me.

 

My head would droop my thoughts would turn

There was no money for me this term

What if I? No.

What about? No way.

So I went back to the office space

Where college dreams seemed to hover in place

I asked I begged I pleaded too

Give me something I can do.

 

Fastweb.com she said with kindness

On there you’ll find your chance…

If you try hard and plead your case

you’ll be back with a smiling face

And so I left to pursue these dreams

Though lost and faded they’d almost seemed

 

I got home and I sat down grateful for this chance

I realized then, and even now, there’s always an awesome way--somehow.

And as I scrolled through lists and lengths

I found the one that fit…

Tell them what you’ve come to know

That everything IS awesome.