• Hugh Loxdale

Sonnet for my Love

How I love her beyond the bright rainbow,

This golden daughter of the Seasons’ care,

She understands the logic of water,

The fragrant kisses of the summer air,

The tumbling mirth of the brown autumn leaves,

The coolness of the wintry sun’s harsh eye.

She follows the ripples in the shallows,

The rugged flight of the white butterfly,

Drifting of the cloudlets at heaven’s height,

Feckless in the largeness of the blue sky.

She dances in the sweet silken meadows,

Adrift with a myriad coloured blooms,

Sighs at the sad passing of the geese flocks,

And then weeps when the distant thunder booms

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