Dear Emily

December 14, 2011
By alexander payne BRONZE, Morgan Hill, California
alexander payne BRONZE, Morgan Hill, California
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
No, no I shouldn’t that’s kind of cliché.
This maybe a sonnet for you must see,
In Shakespearean, what you mean to me.

I write for your smile, I write for your hair.
I write this for you, for you I must share,
All those things inside, all those things I see,
You are so beautiful, how can it be?

The time we’ve had I will always treasure,
Those days at the park, your presence pressures.
That shimmer in your eyes, what can you think?
Lost in the moment I never dare blink.

Thoughts of you, dear Emily, cloud the sun,
Dreams of you, Emily, are all reruns.
The world’s too small, for these thoughts to convey,
I guess I can end with one more cliché.

Roses are red, violets can be blue,
The depths of my love? If only you knew..


The author's comments:
This is a letter to a girlfriend that uses cliches and humor to display an appreciation and emotional attachment the boyfriend has toward his girlfriend. He then goes on to state that he must move on to a new chapter of his life. I used multiple life experiences to create this piece.

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