Sonnet No 2
Because of your age
You leave me in a rage
Why temper me ?
When we walk on a lea
You wont bow to the Queen
Is it because your a teen
You wont walk the promenade
Is it because our love is frayed ?
Where is your joy
we are not built on clay
Seize the day
Once more omit the grey
Finally you have reprieved
I shall not be grieved
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