I Thought For My Own Good (Italian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

I thought that for my good you were pursued
while at my first glance I did real love see,
it had not been some amorous charity.
I did you adore as you I wooed.

You excelled in your conscious womanhood,
charmed you accompanied and sought me,
acted as if destined my bride to be,
had a careful and positive attitude,

walked with the grace only found in queens,
somehow had the wisdom of a true sage,
you loved me and did not just pretend,
acted as if you do know what love means,
was exceptional for this time and age
but now you brought our marriage to an end.
© Gert Strydom