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She bothers, not, with books of knowledge
Nor… lays ear upon a classical score
She watches, not, the documentaries
Yet, she remains just so much more
She ventures, not, to those things unknown
Nor gazes upon a gallery’s fine décor
She listens, not, to those who advise her
Yet, she remains my evermore
She waits then, not, for others timing
Nor ever tries to settle score
She gives, from heart, her untapped well
And that’s what makes me love her more
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2018
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