Don’t doubt what you have,
An abyss of character and grace,
Your only doubts are from inside,
Holding you back, not letting you fly,
When I see you- I see a perfect
So perfect girl,
Someone who could love like a guardian
Like a gladiator.
I do not deny my imperfections,
A lilac sky next to your amber sun,
Humour me when I am not up to scratch,
But you still bite
When you think I’m wrong.
Your elbows are sharp,
So walkers beware,
But this girl mine
Will be someone someday.
By Emma Cunningham