MY CONTRADICTION
MY CONTRADICTION
Shall I compare thee to a winter's day
For summer sun may warm the ground
But no better tribute to fire pay
That warms man's heart with but a sound
Although the fruits of bount'ful May
Can flow from luscious orchards tame
No fount of bounty may they say
Can put your golden mounts to shame
And can no chorus of angels sing
A symphony of such holy grace
Such that when your voice may ring
Cannot pale their awe struck face
For such a sight from head to feet
As to make me contradict my phrase
For love poems do now taste so sweet
As to fill my days with blissful haze
Haiku
