Not much of a poet, not certain I get it really. However, I suppose most all of us give it a whirl at some point in our lives. This was my one and only attempt:
A Beauty Unsurpassed
With a beauty unsurpassed by any,
that’s how our love should have grown,
but I took advantage with my selfish ways,
oh if only I could have known.
That I would so soon, yearn to touch your hair,
and feel the blessedness of your smile,
to once again enrapture your laughing heart,
and this time keep it laughing all the while.
For childish reason I disowned your love,
for a pain of which you knew naught,
oh if only I could have known back then,
the sheer joy your love could have brought.
So bestow me your sincerest forgiveness,
although your word values more than my worth,
and our lives shall grow together as one,
as our love regains strength in rebirth.