Petes Poetry

Love Horsd'oeuvre Sonnet.

The one I want
Doesn't want me
Don't need A reason
It's plain to see.

If you gave me a chance
I could change.
My priorities
I could rearrange.

I don't know
If it's destiny or fate
I've been patient
But still left to wait.

You and me
Like cheese and wine
Get better with age
In our prime.
Not over the hill
We still have time.

Pete.