My First Sonnet – Child to Adult

I was looking through some of the blog prompts and I came across the prompt on writing a Sonnet. I thought to myself, why not? I use to write poems when I was younger and I really enjoyed it. After doing some research I found out that a typical rhyme scheme of the English sonnet is, ABABCDCDEFEFGG.

So, here is my attempt to writing a sonnet. If you could take a moment out of your day and leave a comment and let me know what you think. Good or bad, I don’t mind. Here it goes.

Bright Lights and crazy sounds are the starts of a new life

First steps, first love, and first loss are sometimes sad

Depression, anxiety, anxiousness, cut through like a knife

Lessons learned, experience, society makes you mad

Yet we continue to push forward towards the light

And there are days the world does not flow

But it does not stop and continues in flight

These are the days for an opportunity to grow

Let no one hold you back on the quest

This is your time to shine, rise, and dream

If it is your desire to simply be the best

Then work, rest, shine like a beam

The day will come when all will come together

And the journey is remembered forever

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As always, I thank you for stopping by and I leave you with a thought, “The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work on becoming yourself. – Anna Quindlen, Writer.”

From the celebrated author of Inward comes a new collection of poetry and short prose focused on understanding how past wounds impact our present relationships.

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Strange but true, I was born in San Salvador, as an abroad US citizen. It sounds strange, but you see, my mother was 5 months pregnant and happen to be visiting San Salvador. She slipped and fell in a pool and well, I was born. I am a twin, but unfortunately, he did not make and I did. My mother’s side of the family happens to be well of, and I had the opportunity to live a nice life early in my childhood. You know, private school, servant, nice home, and vacations. Things change when my mother decided to follow my father to the United States and well, that is where my story begins. I started a blog a while back, but life sort of hit and I left it behind, but now as I am a bit older, I decided I needed an avenue to share my experiences with others, while at the same time allowing me to open up and talk like I am on someone’s couch, I guess you could say. This blog will be more like an open book, created by experiences that I have had throughout my life. Experiences that many could relate to and what I did or how I handled it, you know after the fact. You never know there just might be a piece of information, idea, an option that someone could use and it would help them through the experience. Just remember these are my experiences, things I have been through, work through, and lived through – it does not mean I am right, but it does not mean I am wrong – it is simply an experience.

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