Petes Poetry
Eternal swan
Beautiful swan
Where have you gorn.
Bows and feathers in my heart.
Destined to never be apart.
Elegance and grace.
Yet at greyhound pace.
The brightness of your face.
Makes me believe in angels in the human race.
So beautiful swan.
I'm sorry for all my wrong.
I think you'll run a place.
There's no rush in gods haste.
Rivers and ponds
Is where we belong.
Believers respond
In music and song.
I have that in my heart.
Destiny and faith in the shape of a star.
Forever engraved.
Fate enslaved.
Never betrayed.
Halal blade.
For me you were made.
Pete.
Where have you gorn.
Bows and feathers in my heart.
Destined to never be apart.
Elegance and grace.
Yet at greyhound pace.
The brightness of your face.
Makes me believe in angels in the human race.
So beautiful swan.
I'm sorry for all my wrong.
I think you'll run a place.
There's no rush in gods haste.
Rivers and ponds
Is where we belong.
Believers respond
In music and song.
I have that in my heart.
Destiny and faith in the shape of a star.
Forever engraved.
Fate enslaved.
Never betrayed.
Halal blade.
For me you were made.
Pete.
