Sonnet - 80 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

One Wishes then for Sweeter Mornings still
That still your Number for Jolly-hat re-miss
Which they do Sound by Wider Proses fill
Greet our Merry Tunes besigh their Evening Bliss
And what Role which must forthingly Succumb,
Stale one's Apple by their Honey-Comb's shale
To Focus on this Sport with Learning in Sum
And Salt your Future defer Spoilage prevail
Such Greeting equal their Merry Hearts deserve
Allow how Sifted their Honest Flours prove
By their own Lives prize their Happiness reserve
On which Life offers the Right Way above.
As your Own prefer the Rainbow's Vest display
Her Sun's Blessed Rays rope you all the Way.