Ninety-Nine Years
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Example for my contest. I call it a Charonnet (lol)
PS: My mother actually died 30 years ago at the early age of 61, so this is not about my mother. But somewhere out there I'm sure someone's mother has died at age 99. R.I.P. whom ever that be.
I will post my contest shortly.
Note:This is not the traditional Sonnet
I smiled, when my mother had died
I knew, her death was soon to be
Ninety-nine years...so oft, she cried
Not for herself, she cried...for me
Someone waiting, dad, I suppose
At gate...with an "Never-Die" rose
Finally, pain she suffered...no more
Lord, has her soul, thy...to adore
When my mother had died, I knew
Her death was soon to be, I smiled
So oft, she cried...not for herself
She cried, for me...ninety-nine years
Just one more year, I wished...she had
I'm sorry, but feeling...bit sad
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2020
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