Christine Watts Poet Sonnet

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      Like as the waves make toward the pebbled shore,
           So do our minutes hasten to their end;

                 Quote from Shakespeare’s Sonnet LX
                            Lines one and two

                   Source: The works of Shakespeare 
                         Ward, Lock & Co Limited
                 London, Melbourne and Toronto 1911


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      Our earth has colours rich beyond compare
      The force of nature we shall never tame.
      Where hidden treasures underground so rare
      Reminds us daily nothing stays the same.

      The tapestry of life is woven fine
      Each thread depends upon the master’s loom.
      Connected through the one who is divine
      Ensuring colours with each season bloom.

      Create: the artist paints from canvas blank
      The strokes of life are seen upon our face
      On bended knee we know who we must thank
      Bright colours of our lives we must embrace.

     These precious gifts shall treasure till the end
     Upon our death our soul then must ascend.

                     Christine 20/4/2025

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Oliver Mckeithan April 28, 2025 at 5:19 PM Thanks for participating in my contest and placing. Like the last line. Christine Watts April 28, 2025 at 9:26 PM Hi Oliver , Thank you for creating this contest certainly a challenging one. I enjoyed having a go and it made me catch up on Shakespeare also Pleased to be in the mix Cheers Christine