
She
when the sun rises
she, at my side
lights the dark morn
when the moon rises
she, at my side
holds my hand
shoos away the unseen
when the rain falls
she, at my side
gives shelter
wipes my face
till my heart
dry, but brimming
with love
© 2011 by DC Lessoway
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She is love. Wonderful!
I love it when men write poems like this. 🙂