I’ve never written a sonnet, so I looked it up and found that each line should have10 syllables and 14 lines. Well, that’s what I decided would dictate this terrible poem.
Oh my Darling
Oh my darling, my darling valentine
I’ll leave you at the table while I go
To the den and wait for you to bring wine
And spend time with you and the old banjo
Oh darling, sweetie pie, love of my life
How I adore your odd sense of humor
I am excited to be your wife
That’s not a joke, I’m with child it’s rumored
Oh darling, sweetie pie, love of my life
Your face is as scruffy as a scratchy scrubber
I’d love to scrape it off with a sharp knife
I might mistakenly remove blubber
Oh darling, sweetie pie, love of my life
My valentine, angel, I am your wife
~RuthScribbles~
PS my husband said he didn’t think this would make it on a Hallmark card. 🤣
PPS this challenge brought to you courtesy of Chelsea Ann Owens.
RuthKlein’s Scribbles 
I’m sure he’s delighted at your valentine thoughts..
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🤫😲😂
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Oh this is terrible!! 🤩love the scratchy scrubby scrubber!!
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When my husband read that one he said “I guess I should shave more often.” Ha
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🤣
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Awesome! I don’t think I’d be up for this challenge – too exacting, but I love your response to it!
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Thanks! 😉
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You’re welcome
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Haha! Your husband will have to stay alert if he sees you pick up a knife!
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🤫😂😂
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Triple bonus points for writing a sonnet, Ruth! This was amazing (and terrible).
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Thank you!! That means a lot.
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You’re seriously talented. Keep writing!
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🙏🏻😘
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