I read the poetry
And the words are great
I like them exactly as they are.
But society
Has this way
Of organizing our words
So we can understand
A bit better.
And this person
Wanted to know
What I thought,
So I had to do the old thing
Teachers had to do to me
And look for the errors
In grammar
Or look for an omitted word.
But I had to say to myself
That this is only a formality
Anyone can understand
When we leave out a word or two
Or a comma or a period
If we have even half a brain
None of that really matters.
What really matters is what
We have to say
And this person
Said it all perfectly
Whether the apostrophes
Were in the right place or not
Didn’t really matter,
What really mattered
Was that this person
Mattered
And I hope
They keep writing.
Connie Webb
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-being-asked-to-comment-on-an-eighteen-year-ol/
