Sonnet 4.0
I do not think she will ever know,
that my time with her is worth more than gold.
If I could only show
with her I want to grow ld.
Her eyes have me in a trance
And her beauty is a worldly rare
I want to take her hand and dance.
Her and I are a great pair.
When she calls, I sprint to her feet
And gives me a loving smile.
I charish everytime we meet.
She makes my heart go a-mile.
Truely she is a lovely lady,
That is why I speak about my Katie.
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