Hello my lovely readers
Today's sonnet is about how I felt last night, when I was carried up two flights of stairs to visit my aunt's family at their beach house, and got to see the view from the deck (pictured below the poem) for the first time since 2010.
17th December 2019
Tonight I write of how a lovely view
seems to inspire manifold emotions
and of how joy can meld with sadness too,
when gazing on, for instance, a clear ocean.
As I regarded what is in the picture
which forms the featured photo of this post,
I found my heart was filled with such a mixture:
gladness to see it, woe at the years lost.
For it has taken me nigh on a decade
to get to look once more at the Cape's mountains;
at times I thought, howe'er much I prayed,
that chance was one I'd never find again.
And so, last night, this meant my attitude
was one which mingled grief with gratitude.
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