Poem:
No roses needed,
No fancy lines,
Just real talk,
In hard times;
We laugh like kids,
We share our scars,
We fix our nights,
With cheap cigars;
You are my peace,
My solid ground,
A kind of love,
That stays around.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 9:54 AM UTC
Poem:
No roses needed,
No fancy lines,
Just real talk,
In hard times;
We laugh like kids,
We share our scars,
We fix our nights,
With cheap cigars;
You are my peace,
My solid ground,
A kind of love,
That stays around.
