To Nurture An Insight

He learned to walk in his baby shoes.
And taught not to touch things
Easily reached
Yet laying teasing him to abuse.
Manipulating with eyes
Only a child often can use...
Slick and mixed from a bag of tricks,
He pulls each to see who becomes fooled.

Quick with lessons taught...
In new shoes he now has bought,
Armed with charm and mannerisms maintained...
A little boy no more he is,
Free now to select his own aches and pains!

To achieve aims and a wealth of assorted gains.
Games he can play...
If he chooses to go that way!
That depends on strengths encouraged,
And who followed through to nurture
An insight that can flourish!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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