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I.
If one should gaze upon a face so fair
Thy heart would skip a beat; slip jig or reel;
Soft coloured rainbow forms high in the sky
The willow trees would whistle near and far
Of a bright jewel in the midnight sky.
I'd sing all your praises in my own rhymes
For no other Muse could be so divine
With a voice that's silk-like, so soft and pire
As mellow laughs from thy lips doth appear
Ev'ry note burns a fire 'round my heart.
Could my quill letter any finer verse?
If by such chance another rhyme I nurse
But this sonnet that i have wrote today
Is for an angel born of blessed May
(7th July 2000)

II.
If I looked upon her eyes, shining ture
The dew of the day and the morning hue
Would brighten the sky and would seem so bright
My eyes would then gaze on no other sight
For only her beauty and hers alone
In a polished jewel result is shown,
Birds shall sing with a joy so merry and proud.
Her voice is so soft, silk-like and velvet
Her beauty's within, from lyrical words
Her laughs are a pleasure, lighthearted mirth
Then I am under poet Sappho's curse
Her heart is of an angel so divine
And her soul to others would be so kind
Etched in eternity, this Muse of mine.
(26th July 2000)