#21 (“I place my Paul first. . .”)


                        I place my Paul first in my life alway’;

                        Yea, he the first is in o’r shared true life.

                        By doing so do I oft rue my day?

                        Is it far better to live life that’s rife

                        With others’ problems, strife—not be alone?

                        ‘Tis true that others need sometime, but not

                        A lot I see; my joy is not to roam

                        Far from my soulmate, Sweet’; here cast my lot.

                        At work I see the others of’t and grant

                        Them listen’g time throughout my long, hard day.

                        They stress and strain, and struggle so, and rant

                        A bit; my listening is sun’s keen ray.

                                    My greatest need at home I find with Paul;

                                    I run to him whene’er I hear his call.


Author: elizabethansonnets

I have written both love and divine sonnets in the Elizabethan style for a long time. Now I am gradually adding them to a blog. Most are dedicated to my husband.

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