No armor bright, no sword in hand,
Yet still, he fights, he makes a stand.
For love, for peace, for those he keeps,
A man's love fights though none may weep.
With heart aflame, with soul aglow,
He battles on, through trials slow.
No fanfare sounds, no crowds may cheer,
Yet still he fights, his love always near.
His strength is quiet, his heart is true,
A love that fights, for me and you.
Though none may see, the battles he's won,
His love remains, forever strong and done.
-CORDELIA
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LET'S APPRECIATE MEN
PoetryMen love deeply, yet their love often goes unnoticed. They build, protect, and sacrifice, yet their emotions are rarely spoken of, their beauty rarely praised. While countless books celebrate women, Let's Appreciated Men is a heartfelt tribute to th...
