The Man That I Love
I am standing tall despite the apprehension and fear
For I know someone holds my hand…
A hand who’s warmth made me brave.
The hand of a dauntless man, courageous yet faithful.
A man of pride but who knows how to cry.
He is a man of strong-will, but he listens when I speak.
He is a man of imperfection, but he is upright and humble enough to admit.
He may not give me what I want to possess,
But he can give laughter and genuine happiness.
He may not be able to show me the world,
But we eat together until our tummies grow as big as Earth.
He may not have all the wealth but he is dutiful.
His hands are rough yet cozy and strong to keep me close.
He may not be fit for a king but his heart fits with mine.
He is a man of God, a respectful son, an afable person…
A loving husband.
Truly mine…
He made me change…
He saved my life.
It was difficult…
But all he did was to give me love.
