Rough but True
His hands were rough like the desert floor,
With a personality we all adore.
But with a soul so pure and true,
Those hands could be so gentle too.
Made to nurture, built to protect,
A rebuilder of that which has seen neglect.
Don't judge a book just by its cover,
Inside there is a story to discover.
By: Shane Paul
With a personality we all adore.
But with a soul so pure and true,
Those hands could be so gentle too.
Made to nurture, built to protect,
A rebuilder of that which has seen neglect.
Don't judge a book just by its cover,
Inside there is a story to discover.
By: Shane Paul
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This Poems Story
There’s some out there who like to judge people buy be way they look but that is not the way to be. This is just a reminder that it’s not the look that counts.
Nice poem! I would try to find a metaphor to replace the cliche at the end. This will give the poem a more impressionable landing.