Love Of A Man Poem by Carol Tepana

A love of man he is sometime hard to understand for he is apart of this land,
He was born a baby, became a child, then grew into a rebel teenager,
Bonded with love from none other than his mother, which is unconditional
He was given his father's name, to carry in life's games.
Whether it is love or life it's self both are for you, my son.
For you is no longer a boy but a man,
There will be one day a woman who shall understand
Her love will be true as yours will be too,
Both shall walk across this land, which we call earth,
It has many mountains carved on its land.
Vast oceans that stretch miles as the eye can see,
Life is for the living, love is for those who are giving
They will not place a chain upon you they will allow you to explore
Uncharted territory which man shall explore with his mind
He shall find, what he desires only he knows
His heart shall seek not of a statue but of art, thou art of love.
His soul which is complex but holds truth, he does not speak of,
A man of few words spoken is a man who love is true
He needs no words to say to thee; all he needs is to believe.
As strong as the trees that grows in the ground
Do not wear a frown; your heart is truly your crown.
Do stand tall, if you shall fall, remember us all
For a man to love is a man who knows where has come from
Where he is at, where he desires to go only he shall know.
He loves life simplicity and its challenges which he will face,
But he shall not disappear from my mind and heart,
Even though I see him in my eyes
Not looking behind, nor leaving a trace.
Love of man is not the size of his wallet or size of his muscle
But of the truth within his heart, his love.