Bonnet

If I penned you a sonnet

Would you tuck it in your bonnet

And take it out to read all through the day?

If the wind then took note

Of the limerick I wrote

And with a with a sigh stole my lyrics away

Would you chase after the breeze

Stumble and scrape your knees?

It would be my fault no matter what you say

If you memorized my words

Never thinking them absurd

Then know I am with you as under the same sky we lay