Sonnet 10

New love, then was as old as the mountains Time luminary was the sad bird’s feet The ardent youth age; Dual Strike happens The brave young man on the green love of meet The horse of the charging heart, here and there Then weaken time rushes to middle age Hair will also fade; and face is dry pear Mellifluous Autumn threw over page It was stupid, thinking myself were smart With not novaturient by nice sky for me? A happy face was a flying life part How sad to be with pain in old days’ bee Well, the Vernal season was cute by her Serendipity, and to be over.