A Loving Presence

"My first poem.

 

A Loving Presence

 

You sense it, yet you don’t see it,

You hate it, yet you fear it,

Unbelievable,

Unconceivable,

You cower,

They tower,

Then a hand

Is it a man?

Then a sense

A loving presence.

Author's Note

Ignore my grammar. I haven't written much yet.
I appreciate reviews and ratings, complains and compliments

Reviews

[Shelby. Loves ya. :3]

wow. love this poem.