Shall I compare thee to a snowy flake
Thou art more pure and white
Rough winds shake the earthly plates.
And snowy flakes light.
Sometimes too thy sweet snowy flakes are to cold to take
And often is the midnight flake to dimm'd.
By spring or winter changing course untrimmed.
But thy pure heart shall not change course.
Nor lose possesion of thy fair skin.
Nor shall the dark sneak thy way in.
When thy pure heart that thou grow'st,
So long the days or week to pass.
So long lives thy pure heart and light to thee.
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PoetryI love writing poetry and hope my words help you anyway possibly. I am a published poet I have a poem that publish in a book full of other people poems but I want more people to know my writings and to bring light back into people lives little by li...
