White walls and hospital gowns,
All things you would have left in lost and found.
Yet lately, clinical cleanliness is all you’ve known,
So there are a few more things I would like you to know.
You were missed, amongst the chatter and gluesticks,
An empty chair in a classroom which
Had come to cherish your presence.
Still you write about paling into insignificance,
As you become more than you imagine
With every word, poem and page you fill.
So I hope your courage, scars and smile are
Never lost for others to find
Although, I’ll happily teach you how to wear them