The lady sat there with her little puppy
with the beauty and grace of Cleopatra.
It was like she was waiting just for me
I was in awe like I was going over Niagara.
When she spoke, I only adored her more
and she seemed to actually like me a bit.
She was so shrewd, talking wasn't a chore
as talking to others today trigger many fits.
Her open-minded mindset was like fresh air
as conversing with her was such an honor.
A brave woman that hardly any could compare
I'd never met such an amazing person before.
That moment hit me like a runaway train
I prayand hope that we shall meet again.
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Sonnets
PoetryA collection of poetry written in a specific rhyme pattern. I hope you enjoy reading these sonnets as much as I did writing them.
