From: Natalie@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: i'm a postin' :)
Date: Sat Mar 26 16:07:28 1994
SONNET 3

I plant vegetable matter in his soul,
Roots sprout, anchoring him to the ground.
Secretly I grin, for that was my goal:
Keeping him with me, sweet words will abound.

If you leave here, chaos will conquer me.
I do not know my mind, you fill my thoughts,
My need for you in enormous you see,
An obsession I tried to beat, but I lost.
Go on, diminich my accomplishments.
I don't care, fo I gained what I wanted.
You just don't understand that my mind is bent,
Trying to escape me, things came to a head.

When Spring comes, you will see yourself blossom,
You'll be so much happier when you succumb.


I'd appreciate comments.  Rhymed iambic pentameter isn't my strong suit, 
and I'd appreciate some constructive criticism.  :) 

(oops! a typo!  fo = for)

Natalie :)