• bktshering 9w

    A Sonnet

    School, the place, you inspire me to write. 
    Missing the way you fog and start raining, 
    Invading my day and through the night, 
    dreaming about the frequent gathering.

    Let me compare you to a contender 
    You are splendid, praisy and protect.
    Proud winds shake the leafage of September.
    And autumn time has the wilful infect.

    Why do I love you? Let me count the ways. 
    The friends, children like the tranquil weather.
    Creating smiles and empty brains fills my days, 
    My love for you, brings hearts together.

    Now, I must away with a fragile heart, 
    Reminisce the days whilst we're apart.

    ©bktshering