I wrote it for my grand daughter on her third birthday.
The sun rises an orb of fire,
In each nature, an angel climbs.
Her heart of truth is pure,
Flowers wave their velvet petals
Crimson heavens set the eve,
Orange cotten candy upon a wall of blue
Warmth of all creation becomes anew
A gentle wind caresses us me and you
A golden sliver grows white,
Darkness voids to deep ebon.
Shades vanish, night has fallen
To wit the babe's eyes grow dim
Sleep precious child, dream,
Let peace dwell in your heaven.
Do you like this Sonnet?
It's really sweet of you to write a poem for your granddaughter. It is a very great one too. wish her happy b-day 4 me!
Reply:Good poem, lots of imagery
beauty
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