Edgar Rendon Eslit
Her Idea Of A Macho Man - Poem by Edgar Rendon Eslit
I’m not into color, height and looks; she said.
Neither that in fame and action, heavens forbid.
Nor in riches and so hunky if I may call.
But he who got principle: he
who could carry me if I fall,
who could wipe my tears if I lost control,
who could bring a smile even in a moonless poll,
who could bring our kids hand-in-hand with pride,
who could prove his love in action not in brawl,
who does a chore happily as duty to ensure.
And walks through the path of being humble.
Then, he certainly is a macho man after all!
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