By: Emma and Sarah

A sonnet is a poem of fourteen lines using any of a number of formal rhyme schemes, in English typically having ten syllables per line. It is made up of three quatrains with ABAB rhyming scheme and one couplet at the end that rhyme with each other.
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Life is Now

Sitting on the porch swing

Watching the reflection on the lake

Gazing at he water as I sing

No better day could I make

Taking time to smell the rose

As the bees buzz around

Lazing in the sun as I doze

What wonders I have found

Making time to enjoy life

Dreaming of days gone by

Where life was without strife

But no one knew why

Now is the time to enjoy today

Before our life is taken away

Sonnet 73- Shakespeare

That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

In me thou seest the twilight of such day

As after sunset fadeth in the west,

Which by and by black night doth take away,

Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.

In me thou seest the glowing of such fire

That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,

As the death-bed whereon it must expire

Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.

This thou perceivest which makes thy love more strong,

To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

History Class

As I sit here in history class

Thinking about what I could be doing

The homework is boring and I would like to pass

All the homework is confusing

I like the teacher just not the subject

I would rather go to sleep than sit here

The class is the opposite of perfect

I wish the class would disappear

I don't want to sound rude but history is boring

But sometimes it gets interesting

It makes me sometimes want to go exploring

When it gets interesting I start listening.

I wonder what the places are like

Maybe the places are dreamlike.