Poetry

Hero.

I’ve visited all the eight rooms of my house,
Looking for the right words that best describes,
This fantastic person that you are,
And all these amazing things that you do.

I used to think you proud,
Even to this day that we have,
Guess it further enhances the cynic being that I am,
Few things wow me, but that’s my life.

Rome wasn’t built in a day but daily,
Our friendship, sabotaged often but still it’s sailing,
I can’t count how many times I’m caught smiling,
From uncountable memories of you that’s cracking.

To a 4-eyed hero,
Cuter without the glasses.

Day 6 of 100.

3 thoughts on “Hero.

      1. Wow…..my princess is bae!!!!…nice piece …cant stop smiling#winks
        if only i could stop wearing glasses I would do dat for u

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