O, beauty alike thy fresh rose renew Thy softly delicate, fragrance doth shade Silk o' glorious petals formed thy youth grew Thee shalt bloom as gently pick; he who made.
Remindful sunny skies that brought thee back, Through thousand words of platonic ocean Letting thy memoirs to float to its knack, Shalt glow & touch to the present emotion.
But among roses; thy beauty shine. Neither a thorny one prevails the road Nor trials subside the darkest sign When thy purest heart remains to flowed.
So man could give thee lasting love of all So treasure as to cherish thou could fall.
Special thanks to Timothy for giving me tips/advise for what to write as a present for my mom's bday!!!! I really enjoyed writing this one and this is actually my first attempt & had fun on this maybe a fav sonnet so far!!! :))
Anyways this poet/sonnet is dedicated to my ever beautiful Mama!!! Who celebrates her birthday today thank you mom for everything. I only wish you good health and more years to come! Even if you are 50 now but of course your beauty always remain humble and encouragement on me! Please also take care of yourself and love more cause I can't asks for more than anything or anyone else! You're the only mom in my heart! loveeee youuu :)