Lots of loosing love

Efter en god studietur til London, har vi fået til opgave at skrive en sonet omkring en beliggenhed i london. Jeg er, som en rimelig fast læser nok ved, meget romatisk anlagt og har derfor skrevet en Shakepearian sonet omkring London Bridge i forhold til kærlighed.

TOWER BRIDGE/ LONDON BRIDGE

Lots of loosing love and still London's most beautiful spot

glowing in the dark prevailing in the light

How ever the bridge can be looked differently, I care not.

I'm standing here, dreaming of the other side

This miracle, that let two people be as one

Is the bridge that for us always will be in between

Hearing the hearts healing tone

Have, there, on the bridge always been

As I see how much good this brings

I feel good that its there for them

who otherwise wouldn’t have shared rings.

And I can't keep putting my situation into condemn

Cause the bridge will always make me stand here

and you will always be standing there.