Pride

Pride

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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Tetrameter sonnet

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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

© 2008 Poeticpiers


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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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72years, 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..

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