Sonnet

06Nov09

I walked into a solitary room

Looking for peace and solace

A place to rest growing gloom

Not expecting things to go amiss.

Inside I found a grinning heart

Resting upon shoulders of a man

Someone who left me puzzling a part

Opening doors to a new plan,

Leaving me breathless and off guard

Reeling with great bounds of fear

Trying to interpret fates cards

By bringing this creature so near,

Shining the greatest light, a friend

Setting loneliness and sorrow to an end.

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