A Petrarchan Sonnet
So refreshing, the scent of lavender
So clean, so pure, so invigorating
The autumn evening breeze softly blowing
The velvet sky shines in regal splendor
Darkness hugged the world so soft and tender
Nightfall bid adieu to the sun setting
As fireflies the trees illuminating
It’s truly an evening to remember
The scent of lavender ascends with grace
It mingles gently with the evening breeze
A sacred calm upon the world’s embrace
And paints the night softly, the skies at ease
Its fragrance lingers in this quiet place
As starlight weaves through branches of the trees
04-16-2025
© Vic Evora