Saturday, 15 April 2017

I Care For Clare

I love my ex-partner more than words can tell,
She rescued me from suffering a personal hell;
I was ill and prone to have delusions -
Paranoia bouts with scary illusions.
And during these confusions
She was a sight of delight
Alleviating some of my plight
From a haunting fright.

She nurtured with pleasure the endeavour
Of us being together, despite our stormy weather,
As lots of rain did fall from our eyes
And lots of my thunder cried out in cries,
But she didn't say her goodbyes,
A welcoming and nice surprise.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 15/04/2017

A sonnet.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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