Brave

A Poem by Chase

Air water, food and thought
One my heart unwittingly sought
The spark I love and wish to save
Needs me not, for she is brave
A lending hand when I am down
She cares for me, hates to frown
Even though she knows I dress
With clothes of the opposite sex
You never judge, and know I kid
A spriteful container without a lid
The spark i love and wish to save
Needs me not, for she is brave

© 2013 Chase

Author's Note

I dont actually cross-dress, it was an inside joke for the one I wrote this for

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Added on April 5, 2013
Last Updated on April 5, 2013

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Chase

Stillwater, MN

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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..