Sonnet#21 Who Walks....
Who Walks By My Window?
Is It Someone I Know?
With Honey’d Eyes and Flaxen Hair,
Features Never Troubled with Care.
Who Goes Past My Window,
Down the Road that Dips Below?
A Woman Full of Earthy Grace,
Eternal Flowers Bloom in Her Face.
And Now Who Walks in My Mind,
Everytime I Look Behind?
The Same Woman, More Beautiful in Time.
Her Every Footstep Sounds Like A Yearning Chime,
To Possess, To Hold, To Love Through Time,
And to Live Forever in This Simple Rhyme.
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