Message in a sonnet

 Message in a sonnet

johnClare stokes

For years I HID the way I was feeling,

The heart WITHIN at your sight in turmoil,

In THE unguarded moments a glance taking,

The SONNET then never a thing of toil.

It was in THIS thought today I dwelt,

The MESSAGE years ago I should have sent,

OF how it was I truly felt,

ALL these long years in silence spent.

With THESE words time and again unsaid,

Of SEEING ones content in the telling,

I visit the graves of these long dead,

How they LOVED in open together dwelling.

And I never raised to YOU the toast,

To tell all that I loved you MOST.