The Kind Kids Poem by Anastasia Schmidt

They keep their heads down
Quietly dreaming to them selves
About the up coming future
They hear the joyous bells

To themselves they smile
Secretly weeping with bliss
For they know things no one else does
About destiny’s kiss

They’ll try to be good
To those who don’t understand
They’ll smile and walk away
They’ll be the better man

As they look upon the time
They spent in they’re youth
They’ll know that they had absolutely
Nothing to prove

As they lye in they’re death beds
They’ll remember the day
That a guy tried to fight them
And they just walked away

When they’re watching from heaven
They’ll laugh and they’ll cry
At the stories that are told
And who they’re told by

People from all over
Will come pay their respects
Even some of your old bullies will
Regret that your dead

They’ll say that they’re sorry
For everything that they did
And that they understand now
Why you were the good-natured kid