I can still picture your writing
so poorly formed and hard to read
I see that handwriting and I see you
a special young man who needed so much more
than my English class
for what did I ever do for you
what was I capable of doing for you
except for asking you to try again
Randy, it may be 30 years too late
but I think I understand . . .
oh, for a pile of your papers now
packed with line upon line of so many difficult words
scratched in such a human hand, a struggling hand
those words are precious to me now
and if I could do it all over again
I would draw everyone’s attention to your papers
and say, “These words were produced by Randy;
they’re special words because he wrote them.
I can tell A words when I see them
and these are A words.
Thank you, Randy.”