Forgive Me, Harry

I am shattered you do not forgive me... Turn towards me, darling and don't turn on your heel. Call me again your Sapling... I did not mean to upset you or shrill out a parting of the ways. I would turn back the clock if I could and fall into mode of sunray. Your Sapling can't be good all the time... How many can do that? Occasionally we girls go off the line, and we can do without men's brick-bats. Anyhow, I know you'll come round even by tonight, I'll be bound. ---------------------------------------------- Modern Sonnet 9/22/2015 Contest - Forgiveness Sponsor - Craig Cornish A Win