Tweleve Days Of Loving You – (11)  The weak point in me -Prose poem

From the day I became as soon as a man born, 

It became as soon as instilled into me to be a man sturdy:

Staunch in thoughts,

Staunch within the fingers,

Staunch-shouldered to carry life burdens,

Staunch-willed to be all I could maybe perchance be in my lifetime

Then got here you

A girl who made me search for the sunshine on the hours of darkness,

Darkness within the unheard of of the sun,

Feel the nippiness within the new summer season stir,

Feel the warmth on the coldest of shadowy nights

You may maybe well maybe beget turn into the girl who made me previous:

Used in my thoughts thoughts,

Used in my coronary heart

You form me snicker as soon as I develop no longer desire to,

You form me mirror on the splendid in my life whereas letting dawdle of the spoiled,

You helped me be taught patients as soon as I now no longer beget none, 

You taught me to put out of your mind whereas forgiving these that trespass in opposition to me

You is at menace of be in reality the weak point in me,

A weak point I call by title,

 Love 

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