Saturday, 8 February 2014

An attempt at a sonnet ...


Man and wife.
We lay together underneath this tree,
the willow branches shade our skin, so fair.
We listen to the shrieks of youngsters, free,
unshackled from the burdens that we bear.
It’s simple here to let our troubles ease,
relaxed, replete I watch you drift away.
Enchanted by the shadows of the leaves,
that dance upon your face in joyful play.
I slow my heart to beat in time with yours,
and shed a tear of happiness for us.
For in this magic place we find no flaws;
acceptance, love and hope, no need to fuss.
Just now we leave behind our family strife,
Our souls connect once more as man and wife.

 
Amanda Edwards © 2014

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