Not bound by gain, nor need for fame,
His love remains, though none may name.
No accolades, no crowds to cheer,
Yet still he loves, year after year.
He gives, he stays, he fights, he stands,
A love so strong within his hands.
A rock of strength, a guiding light,
A shelter from life's darkest night.
His love is pure, his heart untold,
A treasure hidden, yet worth more than gold.
Though unseen, though unspoken, it remains,
A love that's constant, through life's joys and pains.
-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...
