Soned on the Sonnet....Cymraeg Soned
So sweet the little song of love,
Thereof a poetic embrace,
Across the world of sonnet form
The only normal is its grace.
From rhythmic meter caught in verse
To the bursts of echoing sound
The beauty of words will explode
And goad the pen to leap and bound
Across the page in loving ink
Expressions think with heart's delight
And fourteen lines then ebb and flow,
A glowing soul within the night.
Humble words of a poet's heart
In the sonnet become pure art!
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