The Man, He Knows Me Poem by Jocelyn Dunbar

He knows me, saw the essence of being me,
The way I work, the word I use and say,
The knowledge and wisdom I had,
The responsibility I gave, the essence of
Being a person, being a woman, and most
Especially he sees being a mother I am.

He knows me; he is the only man who
See me in a deep sense. The beauty
And the simplicity I had. He discovers
The importance of being me, a woman.
He has a fantastic view as a person. He had
A wonderful sense of personality,
He is the most perfect man I ever met.

He knows me, to love and be loved, open.
He found himself in the deepest of his being
Because of me, the essence of being a man.
He got mature for everything I inspired him
To go through the journey of life alone,
I am glad that his moving forward.

He knows me, the man of his image; he is not
Perfect yet inside of him is complete
I pray that God will protect and provide him
With his needs every day. I hope that someday
We will see each other both successful in life.
God speed.

© Jocelyn Dunbar
20 April 2003
4: 20 PM