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sonnet of love

Mandolin’s Melody by Fran Marie

I’ll play thee a sonnet with mandolin softly massage your brow of sad sorrow absorb anguish so that joy may begin bringing bright new light into each ‘morrow

I’ll sing thee mandolin’s melody
sweetest songs of love, each note to behold
chasing gray clouds away, too far to see
kiss thy lips warm, when winter’s breath breathes cold

O’ hear my love song enchanting this day
with poetry’s whispered words to thy ear
of summer’s breeze and lavender’s bouquet
sunshine and laughter our hearts may endear

I’ll play thee a sonnet meant for just you
mandolin’s melody with love so true

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