Sonnet 37: Those Sweet Lips That Nature Designed For Thee Poem by David Wood
Sonnet 37: Those Sweet Lips That Nature Designed For Thee
Those sweet lips that nature designed for thee
Made especially for love and kissing
Does now with harsh words sorely rebuke me
Love in your heart is now surely missing.
Oh, what have I now done to earn thy wrath?
Was it what I said about thy mother
That more often she needs to take a bath
And now you will go and tell thy brother.
But my sweet, I jest, surely thou dost know
Thy sweet mother is always in my heart,
The ends of the earth I would surely go
For her joy I would always play the part.
Mothers-in-law are always a treasure
But do not incur thy wife’s displeasure.
Mmmmm. Some find mother's in law are pains. At least, that's how it is in movies: P brilliant write, David.
Mother-in-law is thy wife's mother. You brought this out nicely. Thank you.
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4/19/2024 11:43:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
We may differ in views on mother -in-laws but I must agree that this is a sonnet that I enjoyed reading. The flow of thoughts is smoothly brought out and I only had to read it once to absorb what you were saying.