Math

by Rylee | April 16, 2019
Poetry Contest 2019
At first I despised you, My loathing unrivaled. During every math class, I prayed for survival. Later I feared you; I quivered at your name. Confusion had left me In despair and in shame. Then, I sought you. What made me feel so small, soon became a passion. I had found my life's call. Finally, I befriended you, Our friendship a true gift. I learned to solve all your problems And I enjoy every bit.
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