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Sonnet 40 'so Very Innocent, Genteel, Serene'

So very innocent, genteel, serene A preschool teacher with a fiery heart… And free of petty words or gestures mean, A racehorse, all impatient for the start. She won hearts yet unwon, with brilliant smile And moved the most rough-hewn to gentleness. Fought fiercely for the Child, and all the while Held sacred every pain I did confess. She let her broken bits be meld together, Attained a certain Oneness, oft in prayer. Forgave all heaviness, as ‘twere a feather, And of hearts, kindly counted mine as rare. Still, now, the twin fires of our loving sing, And make the quiet spheres of cosmos ring. 4/4/2019

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 10/4/2019 7:58:00 AM

Hello Andrew Fairchild, When I read this poem, I thought she is a brave school teacher. Have a nice day my friend.

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 10/5/2019 1:00:00 PM

Thank you so much! Yes she was.

Phil Capitano

Date: 4/4/2019 6:08:00 AM

Really beautiful, Andrew, Will would be proud. Wasn't sure where you were going but the ending pulled it all together. Great job.

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 4/4/2019 8:34:00 AM

Thanks very much! :-) Half of the time, I don't know where I am going, until the end. I try to plan, but sometimes, it just comes out how it comes out.