Sonnet 1

Never criticize the sonnet because you don't see,
Or feel it's rhythm and it's rhyme,
In this time when literacy is prime,
Just wish that you will feel and see
If this rhyme can bear fruits as a tree
Wishing to write a pierce of art to be called devine
Having my love who is above all, nice and fine
If being fine being a crime, her charges are three

Oh, lovely sonnets so close to my heart
So special an art which reveal a lot of emotion
An art which need time dedication and devotion
With a clear message which will touch the heart.
Yet constructed in a special art which everything chart
To those who hear and those who have vision