SHE KNOWS I AM FLAWED
My sweetie stands beside me
in everything I do,
she knows that I am flawed
and she knows that I know it too.
I try to keep them minimized,
offset by all things good.
I haven’t shamed her lately,
intentionally, I never would.
You just can’t reach this age
having never done any wrong.
Oh, you might tell that story,
but no one believes it very long.
She knows that I’m no angel,
there’s not much to applaud
and though I often get it right,
she still knows that I’m flawed.
She accepts me for what I am
and I always try my best.
If she seems unconcerned,
it’s cause I’ve already passed her test.
This isn’t a rehearsal,
we’re in our second act.
She’s already made her peace
with all that I may lack.
When they draw my final curtain
I hope to leave her awed,
but when my story ends
she’ll still know I was flawed.
© copyright 2010 Richard Lee King
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She will stand in awe!
Ty :)
Ch'erie
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Donna
Blessings,
Christine