Shakespearean Sonnet #3

Birds at play

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This is the third in a series of my original Shakespearean Sonnets. Each of the 14 lines is ten syllables long, rhyming every other line and finishing with a two-line couplet that will bring together the theme of the sonnet and will also rhyme.

When morning breaks and skies turn rosy red
The birds awake and greet the day with song
Their melodies resounding overhead
A symphony that echoes all day long

With feathers of gold and wings that gleam bright
They dance and soar upon the gentle breeze
Their beauty shining in the morning light
A sight that fills my heart with joyful ease

In meadows green and forests wild and free
The birds of every feather make their nest
A haven where they raise their young with glee
And live a life that is so simply blessed

Oh how I envy birds their carefree ways
Their flights of fancy and their joyous plays.

(A Shakespearean Sonnet from the Wolrad collection #172)