A Sonnet From My Heart To Yours

Farewell to Love
by Michael Drayton (1563 - 1631)

Since there's not help, come let us kiss and part;
Nay, I am done, you get no more of me;
And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart,
That thus so cleanly I myself can free;
Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows,
And when we meet at any time again,
Be it not seen in either of our brows
That we, one jot of former love retain.
Now, at the last gasp of love's latest breath,
When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies,
When faith is kneeling by his bed of death,
And innocence is closing up his eyes,
Now, if thou woulds't, when all have given him over,
From death to life Thou might'st him yet recover.

-whimper-

That is so beautiful, placebo. You made me mist up a little. I admit it.

Piggehs! Puppehs! and a lovely sonnet!
This guy is in HEAVEN!
Guys!
I've never felt so free to be me!!!

I dunno. I feel sad now. Well, bittersweet maybe.

((((((Dlx1))))))

You're loved here.

That sonnet was beautiful.

Testing to see if this will really post, and if delicate flower will change to delicate flower.

Mason wrote:That sonnet hugged Donkey.

I didn't read it tbh, but that's just mean. 

Y . B . sooooo sad!?
HA! I'm so funny!
I giggle!-ed!

Oh please, keep posting! I love you ALL!

I am filled with joy and I see rainbows!I just wish I could die and go to sweet, happy heaven.
But, don't any of YOU die. Okay? There is always hope and I'll do whatever it takes to prove it to you.