Sonnet
Look at her hair blowing finely in the wind
She stands as a goddess, so strong and bold
Staring back at me with her eyes so thin
Giving me a chill, leaving my heart so cold.
Her charming smile so sweet to me
Her alarming laugh is like a little girl
It is a shame that she doesn’t notice me
I wish she would look at me with her beautiful pearls.
As she passes by she leaves back her secret
I take one look but no response from her
I want to have her by ourselves in a tent
When we’re in class I see she’s “duh”
But then I realise that this is not love
My true one will be sent from above.
Shalom Ngaro
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