Never the Guy

The Hamilton Spectator - - OUR PULSE -

HUNTER WEAYMOUTH, GRADE 10

I am not the warm sum­mer’s eve, nor the ma­jes­tic win­ter snow­fall.

I am a cool Au­tumn day, or a rainy spring morn­ing.

I might be a lus­trous ruby, but ev­ery­one wants the per­fect di­a­mond.

I am the ap­ple with too many bruises. I am still good, but not good enough.

Wed­nes­day af­ter­noon, not dreaded, not adored. A small joy, but not any­one’s favourite.

I am the tiny town that you stop at on your way to the big city. Al­ways mid­dling through life. Smart, but not the smartest. Ath­letic, but not the jock. Al­ways a guy…

Never the guy.

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