Sonnet Number One

[Daddy Bear]

A softer heart on Earth there could not be,

As jasmine summer breezes, spiced of grace,

So delicate and winsome, granting me

Much velvet-brushed caressing to my face.

And sweetest cloying whispers came adrift

On delicate and near-transparent wings;

A soul presented, life's most precious gift;

How great it is to know such tender things!

How great - and yet, conversely, if one might;

How sad to find such softness in a heart;

For, though I gave my best to touch it light,

This cherished sacred object split apart.

Yet, even with the perfumed air now gone,

The warmth of it, eternal, will stay on.

[Daddy Bear]

Note to self: sonnets are not where you shine! :splat:

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

Thats really beautiful Daddy Bear. You have much talent.