I'm Here For Her

She and I

have our differences

but what means

the most to her

is the reason why I'm here

 

I'm not here

for the gourmet dine

or the expensive wine

I'm here for the smile

on her purty face

 

I'm not here

for the sad movie

in high def and 3D

I'm here for that tear

that will fall from her eye

and trickle down her cheek

for me to wipe away

 

All the places

where I don't belong

isn't for me

but it's for her

 

She doesn't care

what I wear

to one of her fancy dancy parties

as long as I'm with her

she's satisfied

 

I'm here for her

not the other junk

just her alone

 

She takes me through alot

but that is nothing compared

to what I could do to her

 

I love being here for her

when she needs me the most

She's the only reason

I do things

that seem stupid to a guy

so don't ask me why

after I told you that

I'm here for her...

Author's Note

Reviews are most appreciated
Pic not by me

Reviews

[KurKota]

Very nice sentiments in this piece. Mostly nicely written, however, a few spots that the flow seems off abit, but likely just maybe hasty composing,...may be edit it a bit to smooth out some of the wording structure, but the overall is a very nice writing, I think.

[J. F. Charleston]

Well I did write this after midnight after at a rodeo that pretty much had me wiped out. I think there was one stanza that didn't really belong.

[KurKota]

Can understand that ! I am surprised you had the energy to write anything after that ! lol Great job !

[J. F. Charleston]

Thanks I'll fix somethings. I actually was up until 4 am! Even I was surprised!

[Alyssa Carlstrom]

Aww, this is sweet! I'm not fond of wine and other alcohol being mentioned in poems, but besides that, nice job!

[Shy Girl]

This could be a girlfriend...but it almost sounds like the most cherished friend one can have..you know like a best friend..but this seems sad though. Almost like you're sitting in that lonely solitary chair...gazing at the white blanket covering the broken body of that cherished person. Watching as they breathe in and out as you count the beats of the monitor. You're thinking of all she is to you...the times you've shared...not needing to be anyone in particular but just be there for her. Waiting in silence for those eyes to open and radiate the warmth of the comfort she means to you. For some reason I see that when I read this..(not sure why) makes one think though. :)

[J. F. Charleston]

I suppose so. Not really my intention to make it seem sad, but that's up to the reader. Thanks for reviewing.

[Shy Girl]

I had sat by a bedside in a hospital and thought about all the good times and how much that person impacted my life...how much and many times they were there for me. It's a sad setting but a good reason behind the thought I had. Found myself smiling and writing a poem...my friend was broken in many places...but when those blue eyes opened they were the exact same person they have always been... It was my turn to be there for support. Didn't mean to sound dreary in my review...just brought back a memory. :). Still a very good piece and I love the story behind your words :)

[J. F. Charleston]

Yeah, sometimes when we hear or read something, a memory can get triggered.

[Sami Khalil]

I agree . Sweet and tender poem .

[Lost in Wonderland]

oh my gosh that was absolutely one of the sweetest, most tender, heartfelt poems I ever read!! I loved it sososososoooo much!! This stanza was adorable ad very real:
"I'm not here
for the gourmet dine
or the expensive wine
I'm here for the smile
on her purty face"

Awesome!!!! ^-^

[J. F. Charleston]

Thanks for the kind review. :) I wouldn't say it's the most heartfelt piece I've written or know of.

[A. H. Pinley]

I had a hard time reading the third from the last passage. Maybe try rewording it a bit.