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Explore a page of emotional healing, through the words of poetry author, Kat Copeland. Decorate your home with intricate pieces of the arts and add to your treasured literary collection in the shop. Enjoy weekly blog posts of poems dripping with emotion. Each poem is a rhythmic cadence, easy to digest. Embrace a new contagious passion for poetry’s genre.

 
 
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My Favorite Person

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, who is different from most.

I love every person’s uniqueness,

Your identity’s something to boast!

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, over there with a frown.

I love you for every good deed,

And through every moment you’re down.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, who works day and night.

I love your heart’s dedication,

And your wisdom that knows not to fight.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, who are short with thin lips.

I love your humor and voice,

And all of your quick witty quips.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, the one quiet and shy.

I love your big heart and compassion,

I too, often will cry.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, with a dent in your chin.

I love our honest connection,

And the lessons we learn from each sin.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, the one tall with red hair.

I love your artistic expression,

And all of your fiery flare!

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, with milk chocolate skin.

I love your gorgeous complexion,

And intelligence behind your sly grin.

You are my favorite person!

Yes you, the one reading this rhyme.

I love your mind that’s absorbing,

And I appreciate all of your time ❤️


All my love,

~Kat

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