Monday, February 7, 2011

A SCHMUCK LIKE ME

A SCHMUCK LIKE ME

Oh sweet love what is it that you see?

In a simple schmuck like me,

I have many faults and flaws,

Perfection does not describe me at all,

Peculiar I am in so many ways,

Yet you love me each and every day,

I am far from anything ordinary,

In fact, I’m quite the contrary,

I live life with so many quaint quirks,

My smile is often a devious smirk,

Simply put I’m quite strange,

Yet in me there’s nothing you’d change,

You love me in every way,

Often looking at me as if you are amazed,

I see it all in your eyes,

Many of times you seem surprised,

That I love you in return,

I will never understand that concern,

For to me it is the other way around,

I cannot believe your love for me is so profound,

Believe me, it is far-reaching and deeply felt,

Your words, your touch, and your smile make my heart melt,

Oh sweet love I do not know what it is you see,

But I am thankful and delighted you see it in a schmuck like me.

-brad

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