Jewels
My love's not passive, shy and free of strife
Nor are her eyes soft deep and limpid pools
No, in those orbs there burns the fire of life
Of value more than any precious jewels
ARBITRIUM DIVISA POEM
19 July 2019
Taken from poem: Birthday Sonnet (submitted 2017)
Contest sponsor: Gregory R Barden
Copyright © Geoffrey Brewer | Year Posted 2019
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