One Man's Love
It was a year of strife and pain,
it was a year of stress,
Yet I would suffer twice as much
to earn what I've been blessed.
Had one thing not been in its place,
our love could not have been,
but Fortune must have favored us
to bring such joy within.
At times I felt like giving up
The stress too much to bear,
But I will always carry on
Knowing he's always there.
It was a year of strife and pain
that cut me to the bone,
but deepest love has kept me strong
No more am I alone.
This poem is about:
Me