Sonnet Xxxii Poem by Maangi Mongare Kevin

Lo! Watching time past, no love's verse
Inscribed upon love's sweetest portrait
I know much harm that does pass
Has done and designed my fate
In such a time I, as my men, mourn
And think of you, when moon, eyes descry
Start romantic journey at sun of morn
And face beauties as my own eyes espy
And in the yards my eye espies a rose
Sweet fragrance confirms her presence
And as young love be, emotions arouse
As winds, leaves kiss, to bring the sense

And such sweet love be: lost and found
For trust be strong in souls truly bound