3.5 edition (Sonnet)

A poem a day I do compose

Not to skip a day or state of repose

A jester am I dressed in white

To impress a Queen is dynamite

You run through my thoughts and my mind

I pursue you there in hopes to find

Me holding you in my embrace

As I trace your steps pace for pace

As I remove your footwear shoe by shoe

You absolutely know a foot rub will ensue

To study you and learn your lore

To catch a glimpse also points to score

On the isle of Sanibel to go one day

I pray to travel there and yes you will say