Metaphor Poem

A Poem Of Perseverance And Inner Beauty

My name is Paul, and the one woman I loved judged my looks rather than my heart.

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Vibrant Colors

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Published by Family Friend Poems July 2016 with permission of the Author.

Don't judge my cover; it's not mine.
I was given this to wear for the duration of my time.
Over time it has become creased, ripped, and worn,
A once perfect canvas the day I was born.

Even the corners are rounded and jaded.
The vibrant colors that once were have now faded.
Deep inside there are pages missing.
I wish that one day you would sit and listen.

Turn these pages slowly and rewind time,
For it's down to you to make up your mind.
Gently close me; be careful of my cover.
Then place me back on the shelf for someone new to discover...

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