No Hero Poem by Atticus Mortimer

No Hero



Never been perfect,
Never been pure,
Never in life been quite sure,
Yet here you are,
Eyes full of awe,
Love and longing for whom you saw,
You say he is a hero,
Kind and Sweet and Pure,
Please, take it from me,
Do not be so sure.

Friday, March 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: hero,longing
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