Sonnet for Sally 

(A gift for my lovely friend.)

Sweet Lady, thou must realize thy worth,
That filled with kindness, patience and reserve,
Thou dost eschew the hated burden pride,
And pour out love, which soft’s the strainéd nerve.

Your gentle wit, and sense of humour found
In trifles, and absurdities displayed
By those whose egos yet to taméd be,
Are dignified, and lovingly portrayed.

Though confidence and wisdom growing yet
Have room enough to stretch out longer legs,
Thy openness, humility of heart,
Shall see them flourish where desire begs.

For unseen strength in gentleness resides,
So challenging the heart where grace abides.


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