For you I want to write a sonnet fair
About you, girl, I cannot say enough
I love your gorgeous eyes and pretty hair
But putting love to words I’ve found quite tough
A sonnet has a set of rules, I’ve learned
It does require iambic meter’s groove
And though I’ve sat and strived and thought and yearned
Of its own volition this pen won’t move
It’s not a lack of things to say of you
Your beauty is unparalleled indeed
You have a lovely laugh and great virtue
But fourteen ordered lines is what I need
I tried so hard to make this poem swell
I feared I’d fail but maybe I’ve done well
