I have dried her tears
with my own hands
had her completely in my arms
on a rock that had no comfort
wet our feet in the creek
with her Green/brown eyes
looking directly at me
have ever felt such a touch?
have you ever seen such Beauty?
supposing to fade?
would you fight to keep what you hold dear,
or would you let her go with no looking back?
I could never do that.
I wasn't made to give up
I wasn't made to quit
My tears run for a reason
and what is that reason?
My feelings, are that reason.
LIFE
No matter how hard you hit
no matter how long the road
no matter the weather
no matter the pain
My Armor shines bright
I will defend her
I will cherish the moments
past, present, and hopefully the future
For I am determined to stay
and for Her Heart I Pray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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