Sonnet



A man so very desperate and lost

Is there a way to get his life on track?

His world is cold and has a heart of frost

Yet he's persistent and never turns his back

This man once had hope and joy in his life

When it was all torn from beneath his feet

He questioned why, why me put through this strife?

The pressure became to immense to beat

This planet became his pressure cooker

For his beloved had suddenly gone

Everyone was no longer a looker

For she was the one which to he hung on


What he did not know was, God had a plan


For this tragedy, led him to meet Anne