Your Season

by Mark   Nov 18, 2019

Which season could compare to you my love?
Yes winter dreams are snowy as your skin;
Yet yours has warmth that rain, dissolves above;
Whomever known the sun be winter's kin!
As winter's cousin, Autumn, ages leaves
To yours have youth too bright for ochre change,
Tho' sweethearts fall in breeze, yours never leaves:
Your beauty's tree need not such rearrange.
New life of Spring does bloom alike your zeal:
Within my chest your blessings, bless me new;
But summer spreads to all it's lighten seel;
As to my body yours does so imbrue!

Yet you're too sweet, out-sweets the summer sun;
Your season omits none, but can't be one.


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  • 7 months ago

    by Maple Tree

    Nature, love and sonnets- perfect mix !!

  • 7 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Another lovely sonnet Mark. Glad to see it nominated. Best wishes Milly x

  • 7 months ago

    by Brenda

    So lovely Mark....your sonnets are swoon worthy.

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