Like

When you like my poem
I somehow feel
You like me
And I do heal
A little more
Through your encouragement
That you graciously to me
Have now sent

I grew up hated
Probably not
But my broken mind
Felt it a lot
Hyper sensitive
Very weak
But your little like
Does kiss my cheek

Oh holy beautiful
Facebook friend
God does love you
And daily does defend
Your honour
Your fame
He too taps like
When he sees your name