Buttercup by Darwin Blake
So young but wise.
Power untold.
You show me the way.
Everyday.
Without you my place is dull.
Your back to me.
Nothing to say.
But still I smile.
I see you nod.
Always here.
Sometimes strange.
The looks you get.
But I always defend you.
That’s my way.
Never part from me.
To you this I plead.
Stay with me.
Every day.
Through times so good.
And dark, damp days.
I know you’ll be here.
As you wish.
Is what I say.
For me.
For you.
Always.
This poem is the intellectual property of Darwin Blake, posted here with his permission. If you steal from him karma will comeback and bite you. The Lovers.
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