Self Love School

Self Love School

Graduating never hurt so bad
The teacher was always my best friend
He taught me how to behave myself
Taught me the art of making amends

He focused on how to love myself
His syllabus crammed with self respect
He taught the mastery of coping
And what life brings on me, to deflect

I walk the aisle of Self Love School
My professor seated in his place
My diploma is warm, full of life
Tears stream down mine and professor's face

January 23, 2010