Sonnet 6

Onto an Alpenglow you do contrast.

More radiant your glowing soul within.

Too soon the mountain top with stormy blast,

Cacophonies with lightning’s awesome din.

Quite often is the mighty mountain dressed,

Enshrouded with gray cowl so bleak and dark.

Cold rains and icy fingers grip her crest,

With ragged snowy features cold and stark.

But you, sweet jewel with brightly shining eyes,

Forever on the sunny side of life.

With magic words to conjure lover’s sighs,

Will never fade by life’s unending strife.

As long as planets whirl and winds do blow,

No end is there to your celestial glow.