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This is my age...

I must admit that I am young indeed,
Perhaps one of the youngest accost you,
But it would be silly of you to bypass me,
Thinking of what the naivety of men cost you.

I awaited this day by grace...

I would be just the fool like those before me
To not witness the ray of strengths as it beams,
You inherited from the women who conceived
The woman before my eyes and in my dreams.

I stayed to say by face...

Sweetheart, my age does not portray my heart
Nor does it define to the character of every man;
No intimation in my eyes as I see a work of art
In you, a masterpiece created in the Lord's plan.

This is just my age...

Middle Twenties I may be but I believe in this,
Happiness, God, blind faith, and true love;
Ready to commit myself to you with all bliss,
You are older yet need inspiring just enough.

Fear not, but walk by faith...

You have been through so much, I understand,
And for someone this young to come so correct
May seem unorthodox in your eyes, unplanned,
But there is no limit to love and what to expect.

Tears drop, but talk too safe...

Sweetheart, my age does not portray my heart
Nor does it define to the character of every man;
No intimation in my eyes as I see a work of art
In you, a masterpiece created in the Lord's plan.

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