Alvina’s Sonnet
I love you, although it’s hard to show
When you are gone my heart is so weary
You are there when I am cold and low
I love you even if you are hairy
You feel so soft almost like a pillow
You grow on me like apples grow on trees
Without me in your life you are hollow
But as summer comes I wish to be free
From your clinginess towards my body.
I know someday I would get so lonely
And if I see you in the town lobby
Wrapped around another, I’ll cry loudly
Because winter returns so very quick
Oh my jersey, you make me look so slick.
Alvina Pau’uvale
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