Sonnet 4: What Soothing Balm It Is To Watch My Love - Poem by David Wood
As we start our wedded life together
I’m pleased that Cupid was given a shove
And his arrows formed the perfect tether.
My love brightens up this bachelor pad,
This home that I have lived in all alone,
And she makes this lonesome soul feel so glad
Those long summers and sad winters made moan.
But what does the future now hold in store?
And will our life be filled with wedded bliss
I promised to look after her rich or poor
And pray that fate’s hand will not be amiss.
We have to go forth with all hope assured
Such uncertainty we can ill afford.
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