Would I want her to marry?
My daughter still living in my soul?
No.
Not if the man was like my father
Not if the man was like hers
Strong and loving
Gentle and kind,
Very nearly fearless,
And doomed to break
That which they love most
YOU ARE READING
Poems from a cynical girl who fell in love
PoetryThe first year of being married to the only boy whose smile made my stomach flutter.
