Sonnet To Shakespeare Poem by Pablo Alfonso

Long time of daily routine and suffering
step into my bedroom. But you oh! Shakespeare,
my good, faithful friend. Sweetens my rough nightmare.
My life acquires meaning. Magic beauty brings.

The peace of mind that I desire. He is spring
that offers freshness. Great wealth in his gift shares
and words like diamonds to my wandering
dream. He is a sigh, laugh. Kiss for the soul. Care.

I salute you now with my humble sonnet.
Your pen speaks to me with the voice of Prophet.
In different language is the same passion.

Immersed with magic sweetness in my poet's heart.
Oh! , master. Preacher of the beautiful art.
A delight in time of great satisfaction.