Sonnet #3, by William Shakespeare

Mom and Dad, 1945
Mom and Dad, 1945

This excerpted piece touched me in a very special way; perhaps because it is the sixth anniversary of my Mother’s passing, or perhaps simply because the older I get the more I recognize the eternal truth and wisdom found in these words, penned centuries ago.

…Thou art thy mother’s glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime;
So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,
Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time…

Trifextra Week 54
The challenge:   This weekend we are venturing into uncharted territories once again.  This Trifextra isn’t so much a writing challenge; it’s more of a reading challenge.  We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find.

19 Comments on “Sonnet #3, by William Shakespeare

  1. This is a beautiful reflection on your mom (: Is that her in the picture? She’s so pretty!


  2. Wow, Shakespeare sonnet. Kinda wish I’d thought of that.

    My favourite sonnet is #28. But I think it’s pretty special that this one speaks to you so clearly.


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