Exiting the glass-and-steel hotel
Where Mom had just regaled us with a brunch
As newlyweds, so we’d be toasted well,
I felt my raincoat whispering a hunch.
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Those moments are few and far between. Nicely done sonnet. (I always think a person shouldn't call himself a poet until he has written a sonnet.) Raynette
The sonnet has always been my favourite form of poetry. This piece is well crafted Max. Fully aware of the level of difficulty involved with penning the genre. I've just posted 'The Ultimate Voyage & Sonnet To Lee' recently. GWG