Sonnet - 132 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

That he be Announced in his Best Short Life
Yet Plomb the Good his Dedication bequeath
May our Souls be Fair; Then his Son a-bide
His own Lasting Peace and Balmness beneath
Though Loud his Trumpets be; Sound be his Cause
Always Nursing the Finest of his Child
Be that his Sire wears his Noblest Boss
Within his Strength his Cuddling Arms be Mild
Such Good our Angels which most Forms possess
Even to those whose Lives seemingly Vibrate
Remind, even those Sweets we would Obsess
Or his Harder Methods we Speculate.
Let our Business be; Though Admire still
Embrace our own Dads as Good be our Will.