The Missus

This is a poem I wrote. I write a lot of poetry and that is probably what 90% of my posts will be but here is number 1... enjoy

Ask anyone they’ll say that I’m too young to be the Mrs.

Yet my hearts fallen in love, do trust, I know what this is

As my fear of falling fades failing’s forms, what is this

Recognizing destiny from 1, or 2 sweet kisses

The ball is in the air and glove widespread cuz I can't miss this

My heart is like a thirst that your love perfectly quenches

If I believed in magic I would make you all three wishes

Or maybe I would call upon a star much like a princess

Striking out is not an option with your pitches

I have found the winning player; don’t need others on the benches

Skip the bases babe I'm running home to be your Missus