Sonnet 104, Love May Be... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love may be sweet or bitter in its taste,
With assortments in every bouquet blooms;
Some may fall dead and others time will waste,
For so many are the brides and the grooms.
If you don't try to find your love in life,
There will be none colours there to blossom;
So for the sweetness to someday arrive,
For love to come to your heart and bosom.
You first must pick flowers that you adore,
Give your feelings the flight for which they need;
So you will get when touched a little more,
And this will be your love in life indeed.
To be in love, and loved in another heart,
You first must love deeply before you start.