once there was a boy
he wanted to be a man
but he misunderstood
he saw these self-proclaimed "men"
stoic big strong
sweep a lady off their feet
smooth as butter on a frying pan
he played dressup
crisp suits and hats
I fear he failed to realize though
he was a man
in fact the manliest of them all
a mark of a man is not
how many women swoon in his presence
the way he walks
the depth in his voice
it's his compassion
to be truly himself
to love fully
of pure heart
for that is the man to rule all men
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
once there was a boy
he wanted to be a man
but he misunderstood
he saw these self-proclaimed "men"
stoic big strong
sweep a lady off their feet
smooth as butter on a frying pan
he played dressup
crisp suits and hats
I fear he failed to realize though
he was a man
in fact the manliest of them all
a mark of a man is not
how many women swoon in his presence
the way he walks
the depth in his voice
it's his compassion
to be truly himself
to love fully
of pure heart
for that is the man to rule all men
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