spritz

In English class one day thinking of you,
Recalling that day we played in the rain,
I just forgot what she told us to do,
Oh yes, she told us to write a sonnet.
So I'll write a sonnet thinking of you,
That purely majestic day stays with me,
Smiling violets and a tranquil sky blue,
And I see a youthful celestial scene.
Your presence fluttering and wieghtless,
The zest of your lips, a heavenly feel,
That day is full of love and innocence,
The aquamarine glow is fun and real.
And my daydream sonnet is almost through,
But I Must again recall me and you.