Shall I compare thee to a summer rose
Standing beneath the tree you do stand tall.
If you listen to the songs of meadows,
You will not stand tall and will start to fall
You fall so quickly no time to catch thee,
Therefore I cry upon my knees in pain
You are gone and I am here to be free.
So now you are gone and I will cry in vain
In between the darkness of the gray veil
I see the gone and I see you weeping.
You are standing alone looking all frail
My tears are falling, silently creeping
I stand upon that hill that we loved lots
With a flower called forget-me-not.
this was my english assignment from last semester for my high school english teacher. I made an A.
The teacher read all of the class sonnets. Mine got second place! And my best friend who I sat next to got first place. Which is kinda a good thing considering the prize was a box of chocolate that contained peanuts and the like, which I am allergic too.
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