Sonnet Xli Poem by Maangi Mongare Kevin

Woes of parting come, woes of parting with tears
Flowing down love's rosy cheeks, heading west
But sure as love's medic with roes her, cheers
Gone is your body, to be medic in the west
For longer love we loved as counting stars up
The summer's sky clear as diamond's crystal
And sweeter drank from of marriage, one cup
Wishing such days away, be sent till we call
But time not still as moving light ball above
Shall six turn three, then years, moons be?
And for longer, you be back and love have
Letting your medication, sweet daylight see

As verse wishes west be west, love preserved
In me, your love's heart be, your place reserved