In honor of, I'll share the first poem I ever wrote. It was an English sonnet I had to write for a high school English class. So... go easy on me. :)
(It apparently has no name)
The gardener dropped the seed, my love to sow
It represents a love meant just for one
This seed will bloom for him I not yet know
Its growth unseen, I know it has begun.
The elements of love will make it grow
Compassion, warmth and faith shine as the sun
So delicate upon the earth below
Hard times, forgiveness, o're the ground shall run.
The healing power in love shall fall as rain
Upon the sprout new life shall start to flow
No death, nor storm may split this love in twain
And as it buds a gentle breeze may blow.
At last, my love, the flow'r, look and behold
As delicate, lush petals now unfold!
My teacher's comments:
2nd line -- > meter is rough
interesting metaphor seed/love
rhyme scheme not marked
Grade: 37/43
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