I stroll along a fragrant country lane <br />With honeysuckle perfume on the air - <br />And feathered crooner's warble to revere - <br />Then cross a golden sea of flowing grain <br />In empathy - it seems to sense my pain <br />Of knowing all was done with my affair - <br />Her empty meaning now the solitaire <br />She cast away - betrothment all in vain. <br />But oceans team with many fish to catch <br />So I must up and hoist another sail <br />And seek the one that really waits for me, <br />For soon auspicious breezes will prevail <br />In guiding forth to find a truer match: <br />The one to take my hand as wife to be. <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />marriage <br />marriage marriage <br />marriage marriage marriage <br />marriage marriage marriage marriage <br />marriage marriage marriage marriage marriage <br />marriage marriage marriage marriage marriage sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet sonnet <br />sonnet<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wife-to-be-petrarchan-sonnet/
