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To My Love

Lydia Robb

An affirmation on an anniversary
After Shakespeare

Shall I compare you to an Autumn day?
The seasons, love, have grown more temperate.
Rough winds have shaken us along the way,
The summers gone too far to contemplate.

Sometimes the going was tough but heaven sent
Its suns and moons and stars to gild our days.
Love was always in our element.
The hills of home tug inexplicably

And nights are drawing in as summer fades.
Possessions mean so little to us now.
The seasons cast their shadows in our wake,
As we foregather to renew our vows.

I toast our years together in this sonnet.
This is our special day and you, my love, are in it.


Lydia Robb

Reproduced by permission of Lydia Robb.

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Lydia Robb

Lydia Robb was born and educated in Arbroath, and much of her writing has been inspired by the Angus countryside; she writes poetry and short stories in both Scots and English.
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