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This speck of dust that makes the eye to wink

XX This speck of dust that makes the eye to wink It happens and we know not what it means And causes one to pause awhile and think That things unseen are not what they might seem This tiny dust I cared not it exists Comes in mine eye and makes a tear to swell Rolls down the cheek with sorrows can't resist. And made me see my heart is far from well The very small and unimportant things This world of dry and dusty death we fear To lose the things in which our souls doth cling Serves to remind us why we need such tears I saw myself as being someone high But I am dust which sometimes make God cry

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Date: 5/11/2017 11:51:00 PM
Your sonnet is wonderful, and the iambic pentameter spot on... Well written, also the content, with veru expressive final two lines.. I chose this sonnet to welcome you into PoetrySoup :)
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Date: 5/12/2017 12:33:00 AM
Thanks Darren. I'm glad you like it. I just discovered this site today. I did not know such a place exists. I've been writing poems for awhile.