Sonnet, The True Beauties Song

This time is still in the true beauties song And gives its way of gladness fresh own Dreams in verdures that sometime is shown Full of its way and aspiring in strong Everything wandering and what you long Feelings like the roots from under earth grown Or bed of roses in bouquets fresh crown Where nothing in nature can ever go wrong Romances blend is each blossoming true Filling with fragrances all the ways about Like dreams in the air always to renew Each moment’s happiness never in doubt Instant of beauties simple in its own touch Giving of its gladness that we love so much