Hello!
I just stared reading "Daddy-Long-Legs" and the language they use is fantastic. That kind of inspired this poem. It may be more than one part, I don't know. I'd love to know your thoughts.
Thanks,
Homey :-)
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The Unveiling of Amelia Rose

I must say I feel very lucky that-
Oh, I can’t bear to speak of it.
Only to say that I’m grateful you-
Made not an example of me.
Which you could have done quite easily.

I feel like that little instance-
Goodness, I feel quite a lot.
Never mind, I continue on-
I find your actions quite admirable.
If asked if I were meek, I’d say just a trifle.

While the world is tainted scarlet-
Pessimist, am I.
Your smile, your good humor-
It makes for days be brighter.
And me, trickling along a two-legged spider.

Keen with senses and sweet tears-
Coaxing a flower from dry dirt.
I say, quite hesitantly, you’re my-
Hero is not a proper word.
Yet it doesn’t seem half so absurd.

You’re a captain, a prince, a man-
How I shall measure up but a girl?
Yet you seem to take me kindly-
With hands so large, mine swallowed up.
But weary hands your worries trump.

I wish I’d be a fair-haired beauty-
Dimples, vain that may be.
It troubles me that the only hurdle-
Well, it’s my own insecurities.
You must see the ugly parts of me!

But you take my hand once again-
Every time, I’m silenced.
You could be overbearing if you tried-
But “ifs”, make not how the story goes.
The Unveiling of Amelia Rose.