Sonnet 17, As Much In Love... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

As much in love, as I could ever be,
For I see stars in eyes and birds in hearts;
Everything's upside turning on for me
I hope for all love sake's this never departs.
Moments come and go like they did before
Nothing on this earth shall ever stand still:
A rosebud shall not bloom for ever more,
Nor each loves every purpose up fill.
The road of life is always long and winding
And no one finds a shelter he looks for,
As loves not steady as the coming spring.
Every heart is always hard in finding
Every feelings always calls for more,
Nothing in hope is a complete sure thing.