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My Oldest Daughter, The PoetMy oldest daughter, the poet Wrote her first Shakespearean Sonnet, She drew a poem style out of a hat Just in her classroom today. She asked me to help her With this certain style, I didn't mind at all I hoped I had one written, in my poetry pile. I have a few Sonnets penned But, didn't know if I had a Shakespearean one done, She had a hard time writing it out I don't think she had any fun. I have it saved in a folder Her name's on it, it's just for her, My oldest daughter, the poet Being taught, by her mother. Copyright Cynthia Jones Oct.30/2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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