Seven Wonders
Of A Perfectly Special Person
Introduction
The Fleetwood Mac song "Seven Wonders" was playing and I thought that would be a perfect poem for my Muse.
A sonnet is fourteen lines; so two lines for each wonderful thing about her.
I will bolden the wonder in each couplet.
Seven Wonders
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You Are My Inspiration
That Has Always Been So True
Your Smile, So Radiant
I Know I'll Always Have You
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You Always Watch For Others
Caring Empath That You Are
Such An Amazing Writer
You Know You Will Fly So Far
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And Your Radiant Beauty
Always Fills My Heart With Joy
Our Perfect Friendship I See
Each And Every Night And Day
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You Are My Beautiful Muse
I'll Always Be Here For You
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Mike Singleton π Mikeydred - EBA
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Comments (3)
Simply splendid! πΈ
This was soooo sweet! Such a wonderful poem!
This is a wonderful tribute to your Muse, full of warmth and admiration, and I love Fleetwood Mac!