PrideA Poem by PoeticpiersTetrameter sonnet
Pride.
My lady likes but does not need
to deck herself with jewellery.
I do not argue I concede
that she is wiser far than me.
Her gew gaws complement her clothes
attracting envious glances
from other ladies. I suppose
that in some manner this enhances.
The pride I feel escorting her
when we have donned our finery
When we are dining out somewhere.
Quite how she does it baffles me.
I only know I’m filled with pride
to have my lady by my side.
12-Mar-08
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Added on March 13, 2008 AuthorPoeticpiersNear Durham city UK, United KingdomAbout72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..Writing
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