Fate's Plan

This is the poem of me and Andy, and the crazy events that led us to each other. He dropped his checkbook in my yard, and when he came to pick it up my life changed. I knew immediately that he would not be a minor part of my life. We would be linked...

2001, age 18

Fate's Plan

Fate's twisted ways made it fall,

Though she wasn't noticed in the act.

It had to be returned and there was a simple call-

Nothing fancy; all a matter of fact.

Then minutes turned to hours that flew easily by.

Fate's snicker wasn't heard in the air.

There was talking and laughter and the didn't have to try,

and neither noticed Fate watching there.

Cupid joined the game and enjoyed so much;

He drew an arrow and neither felt it pierce the skin;

But longer grew the kisses, softer grew their touch;

And Cupid couldn't hold his smile in.

Pragma had little regard for the certain two,

and did his best to keep them far apart.

But Stoic knew this would never do,

and kindly joined them in the heart.