Sonnet

When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;
When sometime lofty towers
I see down-razed
And brass eternal slave to mortal rage;
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
Advantage on the kingdom of the shore,
And the firm soil win of the watery main,
Increasing store with loss and loss with store;
When I have seen such interchange of state,
Or state itself confounded to decay;
Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate,
That Time will come and take my love away.
This thought is as a death, which cannot choose
But weep to have that which it fears to lose.

That is sonnet number 64 by William Shakespeare...its my favorite of all his sonnets (though I confess I have not read them all...)

Read it once, twice, three times. If you're like me you'll fall for these pretty words...leave a comment. Tell me what this peom means to you...idk, I'm interested to see what you guys say.