Thine Sweet Innocence Sonnet

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Your words sound as sweet as the morning dew

and yet thy words play with my gentle heart

too innocent to unveil what flew through

thy humbling failures cast us apart

 

A small bird I am doth sing my tune

to bring healing wings and light for thy way

darkness doth my mellow tune obscure soon

if thine kind heart favors my love at pay

 

Thy foolish scenes surround my empty life

Days scarred with glooms of agony

Marked by no special delight or grief or struggle

Burdens too small for thine pure heart to guess

 

But thine innocence seems fairest of fair

and thy sweet melody marks our love rare

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