When people say
You can’t do it
I say to people
I can
When others say
You will never make it
I say to others
I will
When people say
It will never work
I say to people
It will
When others say
Don’t even try
I say to others
Watch me
Out the city, in
Towns and country there are
Two chimneys or three
Mystery box
Beside my bed
With tiny note
Open me if you dare
I opened it
And as I did
I heard music
Playing to me
Paint my love
For all my life
Be at my side
Please, be my wife
I will be your bride
I will take your hand
I will walk through life
Painting your love
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “My Hero.”
When my mood is low
He leaves me be
When I need help
He rescues me
When I awake
He brings me tea
If its coffee I would like
He brews me one
When I wished for a ring
He bought some gold
When I longed for babies
He gave me two
When I want to talk
He will lend an ear
Two things he will not do
One is listen to me sing
It hurts his ears
Or read all my poetry
There are too many words
But even so
If there was a hero
I would have to choose
My husband
Because I love him
A game we play
Dad, Mom, daughter, son
When traveling near or far
If yellow car be seen
Yell ‘Spotto’ and earn a point
When journey’s done
Most points wins the game