Whenever I'm feeling blue and cold
as I long for a new person to hold.
I am often fearful and never so bold
often afraid of rejection and scold.
And when someone comes into my life
a lady that brings joy instead of strife.
Instead of ending the search for a wife
a betrayal hits our back like a knife.
Each heartache brings great sorrow
and fears of what my come tomorrow.
The lessons offer us a chance to grow
but still hurts more than they'll ever know.
I'll take my sorrows with me to the grave
for I'm frightened and shall never be brave.
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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.
