The first draft is always hard. The hardest, if I were to be honest. When writing, you don’t want to hold back the best No, not even a shard Don’t let your story be scarred Or be darkened like onyx If you write freely, you’ll be astonished. But don’t let your idea be charred. If you don’t want to spend the time
Because you don’t think you have talent And because you don’t like rhymes Or want to have a popular valent To keep your writing in its prime You must share and be gallant
This was something I had to do for class. It's in the style of a Petrarchan Sonnet.