Blue Crayon Blues Poem by Kewayne Wadley

She made me feel like a kid again
Like back when we were in kindergarten.
We crossed our legs when we sat &
Stood in line for damn near everything.
To some extent just because teacher
Said so doesn't make it right.
Of course we all knew right from wrong,
But taking things that don't belong
To you are fun, especially when it came
To her
Maybe I was wrong for assuming,
But I was under the impression that things
Would always stay the same
I always liked the blue crayon,
She eventually did too