A Sonnet for Reid
You're always there for me
Even when I'm a little pissed
Waiting just to see
What way you may assist
In my chores and dutiful tasks
As well as in the pleasing
Sojourns when she asks
For a ride, lightly teasing
With that careless innuendo
The trip's long and hard or nice and fast
Coming complete with diminuendo
As we slow and stop. Others race past.
What would I do without you, indeed,
Ready to take me anywhere, link
An aside: this was written for the link in response to one of its prompts.