World's Fine If We Are

It was late I managed when to find Filing up things in a neat folder— Things I thought were far from fair order, But in fact were fairly well aligned, It was me that walked with stiff-shoulder. If I had kept open my closed eyes, Had I been to worldly wisdom wise, Had I tried walking on a firm ground, Had I known when to start, when to end, Had I learnt to bend, not just defend, Had I not been a square peg, but round, I'd have seen me as an offender. Man willing can see far, World is well if we are. ________________________________________ This sonnet uses anapaest meter, ________________________________________ Sonnets | 03.01.16 |