When the teacher saidThat I would not fit in there
-you knew me better.
Many years ago,You read to a little boy
-no one believed in.
You told me one day
Uniforms can't measure us.
-So much they don't say.
by Edward S. Gault
My mother pointed out to me,
As she helped me put on
The various parts of my hobo costume,
That winning a contest was not easy.
Other kids may have worked harder.
I should not get my hopes up, or
My expectations too high.
She did not want me to
Suffer the blow when I didn’t win.
Still, I carried home a blue ribbon that day.
Little Hobo was originally published last October.