Love Yourself, Again

My Valentine (lyttlejoe) Wk - 3

My Valentine

He walks like a hero walks

He talks like a hero talks

His eyes are a chestnut brown

And he never ever wears a frown

He's open to all who speak

Both the mighty and the weak

And all can be forewarned

Their beliefs are never scorned

Matters not, big or small

Matters not, he's there for all

In time of trouble he's a friend

His loyalty will never bend

Whenever there is doubt or fear

You will know he's always near

To protect you always from that pain

And make things right for you again

And as I stare at my reflection

Knowing what I am and who I see

Oh would not being that benign

Make such a wondrous valentine . . . to me