Beautiful

by Jeanne Asha Lemba

He’s not even rich, an’ I want to spend time with him 
He doesn’t dress to impress, an’ has holes in his shirts 
Hair isn’t always combed, an’ I couldn’t care less 
Coz’ when he tells me he loves me,  I believe his every word 

His vocabulary is slang, an’ he only speaks one language 
He doesn’t know what the future holds, an’ braves each day as the last 
Stays quiet, when I can tell he’s hurting, an’ I couldn’t care less 
Coz’ He masters my emotions, an’ provides me respect 

He has a child, an’ Im not the baby’s mother 
He runs crazy, an’ making money to give him a better life 
Some days, he doesn’t eat: the funds he lacks, an’ I couldn’t care less 
Coz’ when we’re between 4 walls: Just me&him… 

He cries, in front of me, an’ heals me even though he’s hurting 
He stays honest, an’ even if the truth isn’t joyful to hear 
Has me worried, each day, an’ I couldn’t care less 
Cos’ He’s my Soulmate… He’s so Beautiful. 


Beautiful by Jeanne Asha Lemba

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