Your type

I just wanna be a mister Rodgers type
Brighten up your life let you know know it's all Alright i just want to be a mister Rodgers type
Welcome to the neighborhood. I really hope your day was good you don't love yourself? I'll let you know that you really should
I'm fine without the cardigan you messed up? That's okay you can start always again
I just want to be the bob Ross type paint you some happy little trees
You have always been great art to me
To make happy little accidents in the precious little time we spend
I don't rock an Afro but when I'm with you my eyes grow because I know masterpiece when I see one
I want to be a Lavar Burton type read sweet sonnets into your life
I can be rainbow and you can be the butterfly
Because when I look into your eyes I can go twice as high
I don't have quite as large of library
But I promise if you spend your life with me I will make every moment a new love story
I would forget it all and change my life if I could only be your type

This poem is about: 
Me

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