Andre Peterson : Writing

The First Night

The First Night

A Poem by Andre Peterson


It could have been the coldest December night but I felt so warm. I looked to the stars above feeling so alone. It was then I saw you looking at me...
Sent by mail

Sent by mail

A Poem by Andre Peterson


A letter I wrote to myself
This dream

This dream

A Poem by Andre Peterson


It was much to my surprise the amount of light I saw in her eyes. Unlike anything I've ever seen. I felt warm within her presence. A balance in my ..
Ninety-three

Ninety-three

A Poem by Andre Peterson


If you were ninety and I was ninety-three.I'd still look at you the same way when you were nineteen.Although a lotwould change from one thing to anoth..
How to sleep

How to sleep

A Poem by Andre Peterson


I never cared for what happened yesterday. I never cared about how it feels. But when she called to tell me she needs me. I never realized that it ..
Candle

Candle

A Poem by Andre Peterson


Smile every once in a while
Gray Eyes

Gray Eyes

A Poem by Andre Peterson


A special song I wrote long ago.
What it really means

What it really means

A Poem by Andre Peterson


This would make a good song.
June

June

A Poem by Andre Peterson


Another old one I found.
9/17/2012

9/17/2012

A Poem by Andre Peterson


An old poem I found. 2012.