
Sonnet 29 ~ I Miss You
You are My Sunshine
Disgrace reflects from faces frowning upon me; my fate so uncertain.
My heart cries; my own inimitability, I am an outcast, I am so alone.
I reach to heaven with no reprise,
And look upon myself with dispraise, dwelling on ill-fated unknown,
Wishing there was something left to hope for, something to believe in,
Wishing I was more beautiful and that I had a friend to call mine own,
Wishing I was more successful and had more prospects,
Completely unhappy and indifferent with those things I enjoy most.
Yet, amongst drowning in self pity and surrendering to complete berating of thyself; I think of you,
And my heart begins to smile;
Like the sun awaking to shine upon the new day,
Rising from the depths of earth’s obscurity, extolling Godly light.
For when I think of you, and remember your sweet face and affable love,
I want for nothing more; and I wouldn’t trade that beauty—your love—for anything!
~ j. marshon
adaptation of w. shakespeare sonnet 29
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