Sonnet



Shall I compare thee to a cold harsh winter's day?
All cold bitter and harsh?
The sun cannot put a smile on thee's face.
Why does thee act so dark and cold?
For I know there must be something that thee likes.
Does nothing make thee happy?
Surely thee must be happy?
Is this a game that thee is playing?
I know thee cannot really be this bitter.
Does thee not feel pain?
Does thee feel but hide it deep inside?
This must be a game that thee is playing.
I hope you know that I think thee is only acting.
For thee must feel to masquerade and hide
thy's feelings, like thee is doing.

© Jewell 2003

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