Teacher's Pet

It stood watching me in my youth Patiently – without judgement Smiling, nodding occasionally Stifling a gentle laughter Later it would grimace Cover its eyes But never turn away Other times it would challenge me To challenge myself Allow me the vision to see Become aware Of my unwariness I cursed it For my pain Accused it of having an agenda That excluded me Leaving me to my own devices Time, that tepid terror, Would intervene With a bit of pain Dip me in a cauldron of chaos Reminding me That I am only a character In Life’s book Writing my own chapter ((to be continued))