Necessity Poem by April Swanson

Necessity



I'm the host of imperfection
But you see past all that
I’m not the prettiest by some standards
but in your eyes I’m the best
you see potential in all my flaws
and that’s exactly what I need
When I want you the most
You wait on me,
my necessity

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success