Second Sonnet for Kenndra: the Proposal In this second Spenserian sonnet, I refrained from the subjunctive in the second part of line twelve, as I was already assured of my lady's love and acceptance. Note also that I penned this sonnet in such haste that lines ten and twelve do not rhyme, but rather they repeat the same word. My lady, my love; one thing I would of thee: A gift whose worth I could not hope to win; Thy beauty and thy grace I would forever see; My love I give thee; this is no sin. Thou art the sun who warms my every day, And likewise is thy smile my moon at night. All your gifts of joy I could not hope to weigh; Thy love will ever be my life and light. And yet there is a thing I ask of thee: Wouldst thou in wedlock be forever mine? I am no more than just this man you see; Yet wouldst thou have me, wealth enow is mine. Kenndra, lass, I'll love thee for all time; I ask thee: have me, with this simple rhyme. copyright 31 December 1990 (AS XXV), by Earle B. 'Glas' Durboraw