Begging forgiveness for the poor quality of this attempted Shakespearan sonnet...not written for any silly challenge but simply because Joe Wilson thought me good enough to write one.
:) This is about you Joe Wilson
Sonnet...for Joe.
Wisdom comes in so many shapes and size
And sometimes even though you've never met
You know for sure who never lies
And there's no need for a tete a tete
The ink he spills contains living spirit
The man so full alive in his brain child
No testimonial greater than merit
Stiched with strength his pearls shine gentle and mild
A quiet devotion and a steadfastness
A loyal demeanor enshrines my friend
Art his life and graceful his measured pace
With grit and grandeur does his garden tend
To be sure of one's place is to be wise
And sure enough his wisdom is paradise.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2015
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