Sonnet 41: Now Looking After My Loves Daily Needs

Now looking after my loves daily needs Makes for an easy glove for me to wear Doing things for my love is sowing seeds That brings forth sweet flowers for thee I bear. My love is a delicate rose so sweet That does flower in my life’s great garden, Every time we kiss and each other greet Cements our love and this love does harden. But Love’s sweet flower does need constant care It has to be watered for it to grow Otherwise it will droop with age and wear And Love’s tiredness will then surely show. Love does need regular lubrication A soothing and calming embrocation.