I have known men in many ways
They are not to be compared
As better or best but weighed
By heart who was most honest
Gave all with none in return
Stayed on even in darkness
Asked not to be sent home
Even when the crowd is gone.
Most men will want some silence
Just a chance to hold your hand
Some would want more than a look
Would not persist for love if none
But the best watches by my side
Extends a helping hand, or more
Would bring a gift of comfort
Or share of his own a new song.
These men believe the best of me
And so the best of me I gave them
Whether a word of truth about me
Or Word they seek in their hearts
Because the best are comfortable
With their masculinity, never
Would display ego for my scrutiny
Bound by heart, we dwelt within.
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