And Still Take. Poem by Maitanah Adrian
And Still Take.
Feeling cold in my blankets i shivered
Wishing i wasn't the only one on this tiny bed
But I was the only one, no options do i get
So i told myself of how they were perfect- my blankets.
And the warmth came.
From my stomach, my thighs then the rest...
Man must start to love himself first i observed
Only then can man give warmth away and still take.
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: self-love
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4/30/2024 8:14:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very true, Maitanah. Before all else, we must love ourselves.