Sonnets

Life

As I sit to wait for my Love
I feel anxious and incomplete
The voice inside says to be still and have a seat
As I wait for the release of the white dove

Now He sits to soon claim his joy
Wondering what kind of change would soon be got
As the lady in white brings him to meet his boy
He has finally found what he has long sought

As the boy will soon grow to be a man
Life’s challenges will change to be trite
Through the treacherous mountains he will soon find sand
All he can do is preserve his might

The past has now begun to appear
With the end rapidly drawing near

By: Martha McLaughlin

The Peace of Cold

Its time to go out to see
I turn on the light
Let’s go and sense how still it will be
I love to make the dark bright

The silence is still
This is my favorite thing to do
The cold always gives a chill
See the snow fall it so white and new

There is no disturbance on the ground
My breath fades in the air
Not a track or footprint can be found
I never even grab a coat to wear

The sense of great peace is all around
I love to run outside to see the snow softly hit the ground

By: Martha McLaughlin

Summer

The sand was not beneath my feet
The day was short the night was near
When the air blew the smell was sweet
As I looked upon the water I seen the pier

The spray of ocean was cool on my face
The air was misty yet I could see clear
It was always pleasant to be in this place
I love the season when I am here

You can almost taste the food that is prepared
The people change they come from far and near
Step right up step right up don’t be scared
Just play a game or two have no fear

Another vacation will come and go
Will it be the same next year we don’t know?

Martha McLaughlin