I'm a human with a thousand flaws.
I'm a guy who is consistently finding a way to reduce those flaws and I'm in the midst of bringing myself to the next level of perfection.
I'm no hunk, I'm no James Bond and I'm no Albert Einstein.
I'm just me.
I value and treasure life's little miracles such as friendship, kindness and compassion.
I am a proud friend and pillar to my autistic brother and yes, I'm not ashamed of it, in fact, he's one of my life's little miracles!
I do admit, at times, I'm very emotional and sensitive. Beneath the surface of iron and steel, the soft spot deep down is easily crushed.
I used to be someone I want to be,
but now, I am what I'm supposed to be.
I listen, and I often lends out a helping hand.
After all, what does it take to just sit back and listen to a person with your heart?
I write poetry, not Shakespeare, not Milton, certainly not John Keats.
I'm still a guy with a thousand flaws =)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Christopher, your poem is very touching and indicates that you are a wonderful guy! I would love to you as a poet friend with your thousand flaws plus a million others! Shakespeare, Milton, and Keats wrote poems like Shakespeare, Milton, and Keats and became Shakespeare, Milton, and Keats. You also write like Christopher and who knows one day people would want to write like Christopher!