It started on the bus with the school bully.
“What’s the matter,Penny? You’re mother so cheap she couldn’t name you nickle?”
Then the chant began, caught on, and went on for days..
“One cent, one cent – nothing but a one cent.”
My grandfather took one look at me and knew I was really hurting.
When blue-eyed blondes cry there’s no hiding it.
One hug was all it took.
I cracked like and egg and spilled the whole story.
“Well,” he said, “They’re right, you know.”
“What?!!” Thanks a lot Grandpa.
“You are one sent.
You’re one sent from heaven and you’re my special angel.”
Love truly does conquer all–including the power of a bully’s cruel words.