Francine's Sonnet
Francine's sonnet
Enforced i am by time ,
watch them from a distance.
Enslaved memory sublime,
perhaps i need assistance.
Very sad the what if part,
some must go an some stay.
The breaking of lovely heart,
hurting when they go away.
Francine knows heart throb flows,
little heart does flutter.
Don’t let him come too close,
His name she cannot utter.
Heart frozen like the butter,
when he begins to stutter.
Don Johnson 11-June-11
for Francine's Sonnet contest
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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