"Loss of Love" - A Sonnet
To try to win the heart of someone dear
Appeals not to all but very few,
For their deepest and most dreaded fear
Is to find their emotions are so new.
The paths of trickery they have tried
To avoid the feelings that they feel,
To run, escape, and even to hide
From that, which to most, does not appeal
Love is an ever winding, twisting path
Which keeps us lost and ever wandering.
We hope to avoid all the aftermath
Of this confused and ever changing thing.
Avoiding mistakes of love in the past
In life's race we will come in very last.
Ryan Shreve - Age 16
Appeals not to all but very few,
For their deepest and most dreaded fear
Is to find their emotions are so new.
The paths of trickery they have tried
To avoid the feelings that they feel,
To run, escape, and even to hide
From that, which to most, does not appeal
Love is an ever winding, twisting path
Which keeps us lost and ever wandering.
We hope to avoid all the aftermath
Of this confused and ever changing thing.
Avoiding mistakes of love in the past
In life's race we will come in very last.
Ryan Shreve - Age 16
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