Sonnet 2

Sonnet 2

This world, Oh so beauteous created

Where nature rules, grass, trees, leaves, animals

These creatures populated and mated

But then it all happened, when the ice mauls.

Animosity of mortality

You have destroyed this once beautiful earth!

The fires are coming to kill your deed!

Oh How your deed pains my Hearth.

But my dear humans, it is not too late!

For our loving creator has not left.

Its never too late, nor too bad to take

No boulders are too great for Him to heft.

I know all energies are to be spent,

But enough you have, if you just repent.