All English Sonnets
Out of the awkward teens, flush of youth
And full of wonder, exuberant, aglow,
On threshold of experience, bit uncouth,
And inexperienced, though you do not know.
you take this iron-bird and freely throw
In spirals unpermitted, happy youth;
And thrill in aerobatics knit your brow,
In concentration; and your flying is smooth.
But let me sadly state and tell the truth:
I agree you can throw this bird around
Unmindful of the safety of you both-
But this way shortly would be haven- bound.
And you can throw it wildly in the sky,
But learn its limitations ere you try.