There is a woman I love the best
She doesn’t like herself
She knows she should
She loves so strong
She is scared but won’t show it
She is shy but laughs loud
She is in pain and won’t flinch
She loves words and very silly jokes
She loves her family
She wishes she could feel love more
I look at her and all I see is love
A woman made of love
Who lost such love in her life
And won’t give up on love
Won’t ever turn her back
She feels she doesn’t deserve love
But she won’t walk away
Keeps hold even when that love may burn her
Cut her, bruise her, stab her heart until she is breathless
To feel such sweet pain is all she can do.
That is her life. She is alive.
I wish I could make her love herself as she deserves
But she is humble and sweet, gentle and too kind.
It is impossible for her to change
So I just keep loving and she keeps loving and nothing will change
But that’s ok.
I have the most perfect wonderful woman in my life
And she doesn’t even know it.
© Jennifer Winterburn