Deep in the cozy round of crisp-point square
a circled arch holds words that dance and wear
the newness of the stranger found in heart
and beats its song for all who stop to start.
Who says the round peg cannot find its place
like needles shed from bright and bending larch?
Each frozen branch stiffens like laundry starch,
while zeal's curve glows to fill the empty space.
And here, beneath the sheen of budding love
one's differences begin to build a home.
Murmurs as gentle as the peaceful dove
brings heart to rest where never need it roam.
Embrace life's shapes and sizes as they come;
acceptance should be all it can become.
Rebel Multi Rhyme Sonnet 10 syllables per line
Rhyme Scheme aabb, cddc, efef, gg
Pamela A. Lamppa
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