In search of love

Some say it's all in the game

and the game is love

Some play fair

some say it's all fair in love and war

Finding my way

if I may say

Is what I must do

In this cruel world

To find true love

Some are not true to one self

You must play the field

To find the right one

If you don't play the field

you may pull the short straw

and not even know it

at the time of picking that mate

So don't be schooled when picking a mate

Be taught all the rules

Don't be played for a fool

Pick from a good crop of Gals

The right one will show her colors

and you will pick a feather

She will even smile in stormy weather

When you two get together

Reviews

[Cool Girl]

Sweet poem! Though I've heard that you already have a girl.. Haha
Great job, Smitty!!!! :)

[Confuser]

Smitty, I see the review below and got a laugh - yea me too; thought you found that gal by now. Loved the poem! Thanks. Dale

[Valentine]

Hey, I thought you had all ready picked that feather and found you a great chick> Valentine

[wordman]

smitty ,looks like your searching my friend

[Jamestown]

Another great piece, I enjoyed the good advice! Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!