Andrew Fairchild Poet Sonnet

Sonnet 48 'How Terribly Unusual Was M' Bride'

How terribly Unusual, was m’ Bride!
She loved to shock her brother with weird things!
As honeysuckle, sweet!  But evening-tide
Would find her fast asleep, while the dusk-bird sings!
A cup of coffee made her take a nap,
Long, skinny feet that needed skinny shoes!
Her hair was wild, she never wore a cap,
And ugly images gave her the blues!
She loved to tutor, but it made her tired,
So that she stayed in bed, throughout next day,
Could not switch off her mind, once she was wired,
And if she pushed, Life always made her pay.
And now, she is in Heaven, dear sweet one!
She’ll greet me, when my own sunset is done!

7/17/2019

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