Lovely White Steed Poem by Bob Sujdak

the adults always say 'you dont know love'
and then they end up divorced,
love is a strength,
a power,
a life of its own,
a sparkle,
a shine,
a look in one's eye,
a heart that beats a certain way,
a love you say wont go away,
but it can and it will,
if you dont nurish it daily,
tell her you love her

i miss her lately,
she lingers in my mind,
even though she decieved me,
she lies and moves on,
i dont want to believe it,
she knows im in love,
but she wont percieve it,
the same way that i do,
she knows what concieved it,
she loves to hate me,
so why dont i move on?

Because the adults were wrong,
i know it indeed,
love is a power,
a lovely white steed