Ashley Williams Italian Sonnet

Angels wish that they had her smile, So they could inspire the words Heard coming from the heart that spurred Lovely forms of poetic style. Each angel would stay for a while, Yielding their heavens to the birds, Waiting for a chance to be stirred Instantly, with poetic files. Left to right her smile moved this pen; Left to right her smile wrote these rhymes, Inciting both angels and men. Angels, until the end of time, Must remain content with their grins, Since stealing hers would be a crime.