Sonnet to a FatherSonnet to a FatherFifty summers could not soften your face,Nor the bitter frost of winter break it.For deep in your eyes an eternal graceChurns slowly, though it is lost I'll admit.Impossible for any man to see,You will hide it from us all forever.Seeking the cold comfort of a banshee,Instead of your family; however,Because of your distance, hatred and lies,I've grown as a person, stronger inside.Hope and devotion shine bright from my eyes,And from conflict I'll never have to hide. For you were my Father only in name. Without you to hate, I'd not be the same.
Sonnet to the SkySonnet to the SkyOh how you cradle us all in your arms,The oceans and the land, mountains and hills.You smile down at us, flirting with our farms,Caressing them all with unearthly skills.All too often though grey shadows will swarm,And steal from us your calming, loving glow.Bringing the rain and thunder, wind and storm,To bring back havok to all that you sow;But those grey shadows will also bring life,As the tears they cry nurture and nourish,And drag us all out of struggle and strife,Causing our crops to grow strong and flourish. You are our saviour, our friend, our Mother, And our lover, our sister, our brother.