Sonnet 1
- Happy birthday to you, there's much ado,
- It's time to sing that happy song again.
- I'm obliged these years take no toll on you,
- You're still as brilliant as way back when.
- And though we haven't talked for quite a while,
- The distance nurtured landscape where we grew.
- Heaps of dandelions strewn mile on mile
- Singing in tune under a sky so blue.
- And they duly shine in nifty bright tones,
- Akin to your pastel palatial hue,
- Striving to pass on the sunshine you loan
- That keeps them alive after morning's due.
- So smile and soft embrace the two that's now a three,
- As sunlight reveals your timeless golden beauty.
Notes
This is a unpersonalized variation of a sonnet I wrote for a friend when she turned 23. I was broke and couldn't afford a gift, so I wrote a poem instead. Hope she didn't notice.
The heroic couplet is in iambic hexameter simply because I couldn't afford to say what I wanted without the extra four syllables. Light and color imagery defines how I see her, therein explaining all that stuff. Again, one of my better sonnets.
— Huy on