Soothe the Soul
Somber sonnet, slumbering of soul
So tired of being tired,
Seems nobody knows…
Soul of slumbering sonata,
Somber, screams of the heart,
Superficial strokes soon to depart,
So tired of being tired,
Seems nobody knows…
Searching sweet solace,
Stir o’ slumbering sonata
Stimulating serenity of soul…
Surrogate the somber sonnet
Serendipitously, so …‘til, it’s no longer tired, but
Soothing balm of stamina
Strengthening survival of the soul…
Copyright © Adell Foster | Year Posted 2007
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