With iron hands that hold the world,
he holds me tenderly.
With eyes that seem so hard,
he looks at me lovingly.
With lips that speak the truth,
he kisses me softly.
He is unbreakable, unchangeable,
He is unstoppable, and determined,
even when he's wrong.
Just when I begin to wonder who he really is,
he falls asleep.
For just that moment, he's a little boy
with hopes and dreams,
fears and schemes,
waiting to grow up.
Lying in my arms
is the man who gave me the world.
Resting in my soul
is the boy who has my heart.
| This is one of your best ever, it portrayed how so many men are, getting through our walls is generally tough,but once in, you see that inside walls are made of glass with a hammer near by to break it.|
I know this to be true, because i have never let anyone inside my wall fully.
|| Posted on 2005-10-06 00:00:00 | by edthepoet | [ Reply to This ] || that's really sweet. your comparison between hard traits and soft traits is excellent. the only thing is, i can't really tell how old he is or how old you are..|
keep up the good work.
|| Posted on 2005-09-06 00:00:00 | by narcolepsy | [ Reply to This ] || I enjoyed the feeling in this peice, I like how it seems like he's your everything... I huess I feel that lately, It's nice to have somebody who'll open all the doors for you.||| Posted on 2005-09-05 00:00:00 | by Kacela Kali | [ Reply to This ] || Really sweet... I enjoyed reading this piece... it let me see everything in your views clearly and all the pictures you painted i seen one by one... its a very enjoyable poem and i would like to see more... Keep writting||| Posted on 2005-09-05 00:00:00 | by josymanthegreat | [ Reply to This ] || aw that was so sweet!i like the way you worded it.to the world he is a strong man and they can never break him but you have the key to his soul and whats on the inside. agian i must say that this is realy sweet.it was a realy good poem.|
|| Posted on 2005-09-05 00:00:00 | by luvy | [ Reply to This ] |