The Grade

When I was fourteen, I lied

to my mother. I did not want

to tell her about a bad grade.

But, as time went on, she found out

 

When the teacher emailed home,

I felt only guilt, guilt,guilt.

Guilt for not telling the truth,

only worried that I would get in trouble

 

Or get grounded, for the bad grade.

Instead, my mother did not yell,

or ground me for weeks.

She asked me why I lied.

 

I told her my reason,

and that i did not want

to be in trouble.

Finally, she told me

 

I did not need to worry, 

I would not be grounded

for the grade, but instead,

for the lie I told.

 

My mother said

I could tell her the truth

even when im scared,

no matter what it is. 






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