This Christmas day I want to ye to say:
My love supreme, all glorious it be!
A goodly number Christmases! If may
I hope for many more: I love, ye see!
‘Tis number thirty-seven, yea, we’ve had.
Together cuddled in our love, in home
We be. We happy be, our love not sad.
We cuddle, kiss, doth share love, never roam.
If God doth choose–His will–we have much more.
In health we live, a blessing be, in joy
Alway’, our love, for Love doth be the core.
Am I too greedy, dear, to want for more?
More years together I do wish, my Sweet.
This “more” I mean, with ye in heart I keep.
12/25/2022
SONNETS LOVE & DIVINE 