From everything I can tell. I'm the last good man. One with good manners and is not afraid to hold your hand. I'm the kind of guy, that will tell you the truth. Not be all sugar coated and trying to tell you what to do. Taking the time to listen to your heart. From the beginning of any given morning, all the way to the next start. With me. You'll never have to wonder where I am at?. If I am not where I am supposed to be. I am probably on the road side fixing a darn flat. These are just a small few reasons why. I believe I am the last good man. I am not afraid to cry or tell you I love you as often as I can.
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
I dedicate this poem to my future wife. Whom ever she might be.