Timothy V.2 Poem by Emma Haze

Timothy V.2



My new friends name is Timothy,
hes just nineteen,
He's sweet, kind, funny and so caring,
he makes me smile til my cheeks ache,
makes me laugh til the tears blur my sight and I can't see,

Hes amazingly sweet,
he tells me I'm not what I seem,
Well, dear Timothy,
You, too, are not what you seem.

People see a shy young man,
But I see a man filled with hopes and dreams,
and though we just met, you accepted me;
I hope you realize your a special person indeed.

So, dearest Timothy,
If you read this, please believe,
your a great person, thus far I can see,
because your amazing, not just to me.

Please don't change, your perfect just as you are,
I hope some woman falls head over heels, and into your arms,
You deserve happiness, you deserve an ending,
the ending in fairy tales - though I do say it's just a beginning;
A beginning of a happy story that reads:

And thus, a sweet, caring man named Timothy,
with his wife and kids, did live,
Happily ever after,
The end.

Written November 14th,2009
For Timothy

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