Discovery Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

He was ‘the new kid’
they used to say;
the one left out
of all their fun and play.
Was so hard to make friends
god knows
how hard he tried;
the tears cried
when no one else could see
belonging
was all he wanted.
Time moved on, so did he;
wounds of childhood
led him appropriately
to become
A mentor, a big brother you see.
Figured life
had somehow meant him to be
along side those
easy for him to understand
other young hearts
in need of a friend.