The Milquetoast - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
Frail amd quiet, a demure lass,
Her frame so thin, smallest in the class
Receiver of rude jokes from the bullies
She found solace in her many poetries.
Grew wise, keen-sighted, and eloquent-
Her words beyond her generation's time
Bore inner beauty that was quite evident
Out of her coccoon flew verses and rhyme!
This milquetoast soared and firmly stood
Proved strong through the years of ridicule
'Silent water runs deep' now clearly understood-
Her Wisdom cannot be found in the words of fools.
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