A SONNET FOR THE LAST DAY
When I was young I traveled far
Over land and sometimes sea
But even though I had no car
I traveled very happily.
I danced every night until the wee hours
Of wine I tasted it all
I was constantly bestowed with flowers
I did not think that I would fall.
While pleasures were many in my past
The joy that I knew was fleeting
My friends told me it could not last
Soon pain I would be meeting.
In the end I met all my fears
I was all alone and also in tears.
Last Day of class: A Sonnet, Pleasure and Apostrophe
Not sure I got the Apostrophe right.
It’s a bittersweet day, I am happy it is over and sad that
it is over. Thanks everyone for a fun ride.